I was lucky enough to have a ticket for the Oscars, but due to some nasty legal issues, I need to stay out of the state of California for awhile. Minor misunderstanding.
That’s why I was glad to have another option — Chicago Magazine’s Oscars party at Zocalo restaurant. I’ve been meaning to check out Zocalo’s upscale Mexican cuisine anyway, so this was a way to kill two birds with one stone. Plus, there was an open bar till 8 p.m., so the party was on!
I’m not a big fan of watching TV in public — the chairs tend to be uncomfortable and it can be kind of hard to hear, which was a bit of a problem last night. But the always foxy LeeAnn Trotter emceed the event, and handed out prizes such as the Best Dressed Male. Did you see the dude they gave it to? Blazer, jeans and a T-shirt. Did they not see my green pants and rainbow suspenders? I was robbed, but I’m over it.
Food was good. They served an assortment of appetizers that I assume are on Zocalo’s menu. Standouts included the wonderfully tender chicken skewers, the beef flautas and the tilapia bruschetta.
Funny thing about open bars — the longer the night goes, the friendlier the patrons get. And let me tell you, those margaritas were strong as fire! I’m told they have decency regulations on this blog, so I won’t tell you exactly how things ended up, but let’s just say it was enough to make my hair stand on end! Holla at me in the Comments section below (especially you ladies).
Slideshow: Oscars Party At Zocolo
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