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By Joe Tone
January 23, 2012 

America’s librarians, in town for a big conference, had descended on the downtown cantina [Dallas’ Wild Salsa] in force, and the waiting area was a dense sea of lovable nerd. The dining room was loud and packed, too, and the staff looked like they’d been hit by a really well read tsunami … By the time we left, the librarians were gone, and the place looked to have survived—more stray glasses scattered about than you typically see, but intact. A bartender was tidying up as I walked out.

“Did the librarians drink all your tequila?” I asked him.

He looked exhausted.

“Damn near.”