Echoing what others have said, this place (as far as the food is concerned) is horrible. For context and credibility: I'm a native Californian and was raised on Mexican food cooked by people who had just come across the border. I've also been to Mexico ten or eleven times including a 4-month stay in Mexico City. Mexican food and I are acquainted.
The ambiance is not bad: just your typical (stereotypical?) tiles and festive colors. The booths are high-backed unpadded wooden benches. I didn't visit the bathrooms, but the place looked reasonably clean--the exception being the menu (front and back) which the hostess handed to me was smeared with melted cheese and some kind of sauce. Same for the table. The hostess walked over and smeared the stuff on the table around with a single napkin. M'eh!
Against my first instinct I sat in the bar area. Oddly, when I asked the hostess for a table other than in the bar, the first question she asked was "so you don't like the waiter either." Having never been in the place, the obvious answer was no. Noting that there were no flat-screens blaring sports (soap-operas for men) or people smoking, I acquiesced.
The obligatory chips and "salsa" were not horrible. The chips were cold and unsalted, and the "salsa" was basically thickened tomato sauce with as much excitement as a bowl of oatmeal. For the entree I ordered a combo with Enchiladas and Chili Rellenos, along with an al pastor and a carnitas taco. The rellenos were disgusting: half-melted cheese slopped onto half a Poblano pepper that had not had the peel removed. Nor was it, as it should have been, dipped, battered and fried after being stuffed with .
The "enchilada" was ground beef wrapped in a flour (should be corn) tortilla smothered in something other than enchilada sauce and piled high with more of the same cheese as everything else. The "tacos" were fajita-sized flour (!!) tortillas heaped with chunks of meat with cilantro and onion in a small bowl on the side. That was it, flour tortillas and hunks of meat. The "carnitas" were smothered in something akin to bar-b-que sauce.
To top the night off, a male/female couple at an adjacent table got into a shouting match with the guy repeatedly hurling the f-bomb, calling the female a "bitch" and threatening the female with physical violence. The staff (there were males and females) did nothing. It appeared that, to them, this was business as usual.
For the reasons above and several others, I will never go there again and will actively encourage my friends to do the same. read more