Years ago, Lupita and her husband went to a nice restaurant in Guadalajara. Lupita asked for a pour of a popular tequila. “I ordered a reposado, neat. It was awful. I started ranting to my husband about how sad it was to be sitting in Guadalajara, Jalisco, unable to find a good, sipping tequila. After all, Jalisco is the land of tequila. He explained the dynamics and politics of the industry—how …