Lawson serves this “pinkly foamy purée” drink in Margarita glasses.
“Our Margarita machine was saved, miraculously,” Delamarter said.
Reading the expression on my face that must have conveyed something like “surely I can get a Margarita at this place?”
Alessandro being dead, Margarita would no longer be her enemy, and Margarita could perhaps help her.
Dismissing Henry for the moment, Carmody recalled Margarita.
If anything were needed to place Margarita's father in our estimations, that Burgundy would have done it!
Margarita had contrived to gain my interest by the assiduity of her attentions.
Sister Margarita rocked herself to and fro in her seat and crossed her arms on her breast.
I too have been in conflict, real physical conflict, with Margarita.
Truly he has done Cologne good service, and if Margarita, my daughter, can be persuaded—'