How many times have you walked by that restaurant on Clark Street? You know? The one that supposedly has "Killer Margaritas". It's time to stop walking by and run in, fast as you can! You may ask me. "Why should I run in as fast as I can?" Please sit and let me explain. Welcome to Andy's tour guided expedition of eating our way in any given neighborhood. This month, we are starting on Belmont and heading east. For some people may construe this as a walk past a plethora of noisy clubs, tattoo parlors, androgynous kids, dressed or lack of, for the evenings festivities which are under way. No, tonight will not be a walk through of that certain sex shop with the whip and sling. No. This short Jaunt will take us safely away from the seedy side of Belmont and onto Clark. Once you are on Clark, you're almost there. Be strong, my young one's. The smell of coffee coming from the corner is alluring but I need for you to be strong. Fight the urge to give up 10% of your weekly salary for a sub par cup of dark roasted coffee. Once you have passed that threshold, you are in the clearing. I can see Cesar's up ahead. The glowing neon beckons us to come in. The sidewalks are tricky in these here parts. So stand your ground, or you're bound to end up hitting the pavement in the street. We're here. Just look into these massive windows looking out onto the street. Press your face against the pane, just like you did at the department store every Christmas. "Oooooh, what's that?" You ask. That, my friend, is what I've been talking about ever since we got off the damn el...That is the signature drink here at Cesar's. "The Killer Margarita" a pleasant punch of Tequila, triple sec and Lime. Of course, Cesar's has to do up everyone in town with the dizzying selections of Margaritas that they have to offer.