We have served our last margarita, cooked our last taco, and closed our doors for the final time. Our last week was everything we promised it would be, and the love, energy, and emotion in the room reminded us exactly why we started this in the first place.
Ojo Rojo was never the building it was in. It was always the experience, the values, the staff, the food, the drink, and the people who walked through our doors. It has been called a bar, a restaurant, a family, and an institution. For us, it will always be home, and we are endlessly grateful to everyone who was part of it.
