Taps

Meet Maria—but around here, we call her TAPS. Why? Because she’s got Tapatío tattooed inside her bottom lip, a permanent reminder that she puts that fiery shit on everything—from her tacos to her attitude.

She slings drinks at The Silver Fox on Friday and Tuesday day shifts, pouring stiff ones for the early risers and the seasoned pros who know a good dive when they see one. She’s got that effortless charm—sweet as cajeta when you’re cool, but cross her, and you’ll find out she’s got more thorns than a pissed-off rose bush.

 

Maria’s the kind of bartender who remembers your drink before you do, who’ll laugh at your dumb jokes if they’re halfway decent, and who can shut down nonsense with a single raised brow. She’s fluent in English, Spanish, and the universal language of “don’t mess with me.”

So, whether you need a friendly pour or a well-timed reality check, TAPS has you covered. Just don’t ask her if she actually drinks Tapatío—she might just make you take a shot of it.