Here at Jackalope Ranch, we love a good gumball machine. You know, the kind that takes a quarter or fifty cents and spits out some piece of useless plastic. It's always a piece of useless plastic (or a crappy fake tattoo or a faux-metal ring) but somehow, we always fool ourselves into thinking it will be something more.
And sometimes it is. Enter the Master of Disguise machine.
The Master of Disguise machine we spotted is at
, a hole-in-the-wall on 16th Street just north of Washington that, true to its name, serves some of the best grilled meat this side of Sonora.
The little restaurant also houses several machines. We had been eyeing the Master of Disguise, with its smarmy little boy sporting not only faux facial hair but a beauty mark for a while, so in honor of Cinco de Mayo -- and sidebar's Cinco de Mustache bash tonight -- we pulled out two quarters and bought ourselves a 'stache.
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Now, we know ours isn't as fancy as the wide assortment out there, given that whole moustache trend (Really? You're gonna tattoo a moustache on your finger? What's the shelf-life of this one, people?) but we prefer a disposable model for margarita-drinking purposes.
Looking for other Cinco de Mayo options -- perhaps one that doesn't request a moustache? Check out our complete guide.