Great place for a margarita, not as much for it's pastry offerings. I suppose those of us that paid attention in history class wouldn't only associate this place with cakes and pies!

Great drinks place and the margarita specially was so delicious. We tried it with another liquor like tequila also made from agave called Mezcal... which has a smoked flavor to it pretty interesting and delicious when mixed with the rest of the ingredients... we had the “on the rocks” since they didn’t have at the moment the frozen one. But I bet the frozen one is as heavenly as this one. Definitely I’ll come back!

First time coming here and we loved it!!!! It felt like I was in a little block of Mexico. The place is beautifully decorated. The drinks are a bit pricey but they are delicious and freshly made. The Micheladas according to my husband are delicious. There is a good selection of plenty to drink from. The line for drinks is kind of crazy but totally worth it.

Expensive but AWESOME Margaritas. Great place to go for tequila and other Mexican booze. Not quite what I expected after hearing the name. Fun times for everyone though, and they had great music.

Definitely the coolest bar in the area. More than one hundred Tequila, Mezcal, and Sotol selections, amazing margaritas in regular, overproof, and mezcal varieties, and a full “regular” bar. Interesting bar food selections like tamales and queso, a terrific happy hour, and hands-down the best michelada I’ve ever tasted. Couple that with an interesting and eclectic ambiance, reasonable prices, and terrific service, and this is a must visit. Also: free pool.

The Pastry War was a loss. That's what it was supposed to be. The newly minted Mexican Republic lost to France back in the 1840s but held onto a grudge for 20 more years before engaging in an armed conflict again. And win. As if struck by the Light Rail bolting by, I stop in my tracks & gaze at the neon sign beckoning me into it's dimly lit vibrancy. What history are they sharing with that? Green neon glints off the two slender-framed bike racks out front. In Downtown Houston, it was weird to see a bar referencing a 19th-century conflict. The past isn’t one thing to any one person, on either side of the border. So I obviously have to go inside. I'm on my way somewhere else, but who cares. Days pass by before I enter. But I go. The small entryway room has two-toned walls: white on the top horizontal & red on the bottom. It reminds me of any quaint town in Latin America, not solely the interior of Mexico. The opposite wall of this antechamber has exposed brick. But this room is filled by a pool table with unbalanced pool sticks jutting out of their stand. The entryway window transoms are tied open with string. I pass under their single-line marquee says "Mezcaleria" in a blocky Futura Condensed font. History is messy. The US helped the French blockade Mexico for their 600,000-peso complaint of damages. Like Remontel, there's no recourse for Mexico being more than one thing. I see Nahua masks behind cages, hidden from the cultural exchange. Unlike the limes and lemons in their cages free to grab at, for us to consume. These masks are locked away. You could almost forget that history is a bunch of stories at the same time. Like that, by the end of the Spanish conquest, mescal was produced in secret. I walk into the main room with the bar. On the wood slat wall flanking the bar, they're projecting a B&W reel of amateur rodeo footage spliced together with scenes from the 2005 film "The Three Burials of Melquiades Estrada". My memory flashes back to me watching that movie with my then-alive abuelo in the Spanish Meadows Nursing Home in Brownsville. I snap out of it as the barkeep asks what I want while she's in the midst of compiling another set of 3 cocktails. I figure that the house margarita makes the most sense to start out. On the rocks. Salt on the rim. I step back toward the wall across from the bar & see a framed map of Mexico. I study it. The barkeep quickly passes me my predictable order. I walk to the booths with scenes using the iconography of Día de Muertos, depicting a Mexico with bandoleers, sombreros, and floral dresses placed on the campesinos' esqueletos. It’s a knock-off of the Jarabe Tapatio etching by Jose Posada, born in Aguascalientes 14 years after The Pastry War ended. I can also see a skeletonized riff on that painting of Santiago Matamoros charging thru a band of Moors at the Battle of Clavijo. House marg is absolutely delicious. No question. A perfectly balanced blend of silver tequila, limes, & agave. Even the salt's got citrus to it. Before taking a drink, my grandpa would press his thumb into a small pile of salt he’d poured onto a saucer. He’d lick his thumb then drink his beer & tell me a story of his⁠—one I’d most likely heard many times before. I always thought the licking was gross. For my 2nd drink, I order an Alipus San Baltazar mezcal in a cup. The backroom has the same metal-top porcelain tables seen thru-out the bar. The same string lights strung up hanging down criss-crossing across the ceiling. There's also a 2nd pool table. And there’s that half-VW Beetle I’ve seen on Instagram before. They wallpapered the back wall with lowbrow newspapers, comics, adverts, & lucha libre graphics. Like the caged religious masks greeting you, the lucha libre masks are the religious, mythological, & economical vehicle they need to operate like they need to. I finish my copita of mezcal, but not before pouring a little salt onto the bar counter and taking some up with my thumb. I lick it and leave. Pastry War FTW.

Cool place to hang out, with free pool during happy hour. I had a non alcoholic cocktail, it wasnt really good but the rest is decent and like the decoration and the music

If you love specialty drinks, you'll love this place. You may only know of mezcal as the liquor with the worm in it, however, one stop here and all they have to offer you may leave knowing it as your drink of choice. The more infused the drink the better!

Great drinks and atmosphere. music selection was eclectic. Don't come if you want to have deep conversations...