The best margarita I ever had at Hugo's was on a magical night I hope never happens again! We had just made it back into Houston after Ike, and we were driving around hoping to find somewhere open with food. The blocks all around Hugo's were dark, but the restaurant was shining and full of light. In honor of the Hurricane, the bartender had worked up a special margarita. After a day with no a/c, long drives and a return to apartments that were full of water, it was exactly the balm our souls needed.