Agave blues

A tasting Monday night for a new "super-premium" tequila at Topolobampo started at 7, a cocktail hour with servers swirling with trays of margaritas. Followed by a 45-minute, two flight tasting before a 9pm dinner might have been more 80 proof agave than anyone was expecting. Plus I needed to rush to the le Meridien for a 9:30 interview over drinks with the writer-director and cowriter-star of the unsettling terror movie, Saw. The days aren't as long as they were a few weeks ago, but still... maybe I can make it to Sonotheque to see Quantazelle by midnight.