It only takes a few lost Sundays to put you off one drink or another. There's a reason people snicker knowingly at, "One margarita, two margarita, three margarita, floor." In college, one too many cheap, bowl-sized glasses of sangria put it on my list of top hangover-inducing beverages, right behind bottom-shelf margaritas and Long Island Iced Teas. It'd been a long time since I'd had sangria, and even longer since I’d had good sangria. Until La Condesa.
