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The background noise of small talk from athletes finishing the Mercedes-Benz Corporate Run was interrupted by the roaring sound of motors as a group of about 15 bikers swarmed El Vato into Mary Brickell Village.
The guys of the Cartel Baggers and Peterson's Harley-Davidson were blasting David Guetta's "Beautiful People" and revving their engines as they pulled up to the curb and parked their shiny red, white, and black Harleys. The badasses had arrived, and they wanted to make an entrance.
The sound of their motors caused me to nearly spill my $13 Cheech and Chong margarita all over myself. After parking their bikes, they slowly made their way inside the bar for a couple of beers.
Thursday night is Bike Night at El Vato (1010 S. Miami Ave., Miami) and is just one of the stops of the weekly joyride. Two athletic dudes in their early 30s were finishing their dinner as the bikers pulled in.
"Tequila" is what Guido said he loved the most about Mexico.
"But ask him; he's been there a few times," said the 33-year-old clean-shaven Cuban-American sporting khaki cargo shorts and an orange T-shirt as he pointed toward his friend, 32-year-old JJ, who was intensely watching the Miami Heat take on the Milwaukee Bucks during game three of the playoffs.
"The people are nice. Everything lets loose."
I asked him if he thought that had something to do with tequila. "I don't know, maybe," he said with a confused look on his face.More »