I spent a hot, lazy Sunday summer afternoon on the patio here, and had a great time.
$5.50 for a pint of Dos Equis lager is muy bueno, and they kept us well hydrated with slick tequila bottle-cum-water vessels. Felt pimp. The patio is relatively unchanged from its days as the Bellevue - space is tight, and don't be surprised if you're rejigged to maximize occupancy.
The best part of the meal for me and my dining betches were the appetizers: Alambre (similar to a make-your-own fajita), and the ceviche were hits, but what knocked it out of the park were the friggin TORTILLA chips. My god, I could have spent the entire meal just drinking beer and eating those chips. They come with two great salsas, but ordering the guac and pico de gallo will serve you well (note: these two dips also accompany the Alambre - getting nuts over here).
The "mains" weren't as successful. Two taco orders: pastor and poblanos were underwhelming, as were the enchiladas. While they may be more "authentic" of a taco than what Seven Lives serves (closer to El Trompo-style), the flavour just wasn't there and I wish I had hot sauce or lime to spice it up (which I did - we had so many salsas on the table I went to town). I found the texture of the enchilada to be a bit unpleasant.
Efficient and friendly service.