be delicious and still be influential

We went to a new restaurant last night. I fear new restaurants. What if they are terrible and it was my idea to go? That is a nightmare. But we have a friend from out of town staying with us, and while she is here it is best to go to places she has not been before.

Because of this (and my unwavering obsession with strawberry mojitos) we went to a place in the Williamsburg/ Bushwick environs called Mojito Loco.

It was delightful.

We started out with the gorgeous fruit mojitos (our table had two raspberries, a blueberry and my strawberry) — though the fresh watermelon margarita was very tempting — and ceviche (we punked out and got non-spicy). Magic. They also give your table plaintain chips when you sit.

Remember when Black Betty gave you pre-food food — what is that called, anyway — well, now they don't. I'm also tired of getting attitude there. I am an easy customer and a good tipper. Why the shade? Seriously, last weekend the server was such a beast that when three of us ordered the same thing (food and cocktail) she got annoyed. Um, that's easier for you, you stupid bitch.

Anyway, at Mojito Loco, depite ordering 11 labor intensive cocktails — PS Did I mention that the second round was a happy hour freebie? — the woman helping us was delightful, and also the owner/manager/chef/whatever (I'm not sure of her exact role, but she's clearly running things) came over to seat us, tell us about specials, check on how our food was and invite us to an upcoming event.

The four of us got out of there at just over $100 (with 11 drinks!) and I will go back soon for sure.

So there's a new Sloan song, in addition to the one on their MySpace page. It's called "Fading Into Obscurity," and I can't tell if it was sent out to every Sloan fan or just a random sampling. But I am permitted to share it with friends, so says the note, so if we are friends (I think we are) and you want to hear it (I think you do), hit me up.