After a nice seafood dinner last night, my family and I had a nightcap at La Ópera bar. It's in the Centro
Historico and dates from the 19th century, with the requisite mile-long carved wooden bar, ornate ceilings, and bordello-red
velvet wallpaper. Supposedly the bullet hole in the ceiling is courtesy of Pancho Villa's revolver -- you know how rowdy
those revolutionaries can get after a long day of outwitting the autoridades.
We sat in a highbacked booth and ordered drinks with names like "Silk Stockings" and "Angel's Kiss." It seemed
like the perfect place for a power lunch full of mustachioed businessmen or, a little bit later
in the evening, to take your secretary or, ah, niece for a nice quiet cocktail. Four thumbs up!