The first bars you favorited were those where they sold pint jugs or yards of beer. But not a single one stood close to the ones where they sold beers in one-liter bottles or caguamas. Caguamas became omnipresent from the moment you started drinking and continue to be one of the best options for drinking with your mates. So many stories — and saliva — have been shared around a caguama.
Piercing an aluminum can? Manufacturing a beer bong? That all sounds too mainstream! The only thing you need to chug a big bottle of beer in seconds is a big bottle of beer and a straw. And we call that a turbochela!
Remember that Caricachupas thing or that other song that says “a la glu, a la glu glu glu glu?”
We do have a lot of games whose only purpose is to get you drunk as hell, especially when they involve drinking de Hidalgo style.
Every single chilango cherishes those big-ass pueblo micheladas served in oversized styrofoam cups. Picture this in your head: a lager with lots of lime, salt, and every possible kind of salsa you can find in your kitchen (and we Mexicans do have a lot of salsas in our kitchens). It is the perfect solution for a hangover, and with enough additional elements, it can even be a complete and nutritious breakfast!
I think it’s originally from Russia because of the name and the vodka, but it somehow became very popular in Mexico before people started mixing energy drinks with booze. Grab a lime, cut it in half, and cover it with sugar and ground coffee, squeeze it into your mouth and wash it down with vodka. How does that sound? In Mexico we call it astronauta.
We started drinking tequila before really knowing how to drink it. The result? A generation that hated tequila for quite some time and still feels resentful against some cocktails. Tequila sunrise anyone?
Tardeadas were these weird afternoon parties done specially for underaged teens in some of the most important clubs of their day. You might think that the whole idea behind these parties would be to provide an alcohol-free environment for the kids to have a good time, but then you’d be totally wrong.
Of course, you acted all cool and seemed unimpressed by the strange odor coming from this saloon that looked like no other bar you had ever visited, with the floor full of sawdust and the not-so-private bathroom. You either became addicted to the experience or you never gave it a second chance and now hate pulque.
Sooner or later you ended up in a clandestine bar near your uni or some friend’s uni. The best ones are those that request a password!
And everybody believed you since ice cubes with ether and homemade Jack Daniel’s made it to the news more than a few times.
Maybe it’s the rocking of the boat or the festive mood that prevails in Xochimilco, but the first time you went partying on a trajinera probably coincides with your first major intoxication event. Maybe the years have gone by and you are no longer the party animal you used to be, but you know that Xochimilco is not to be taken lightly. 