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| - If you have an iota of respect for yourself, you will not attend this place.
This was the worst dining experience I have had in a long time. The only good thing about this place is the fact that my friends and I will, from this point forward, institute a pre-food consumption assessment when on-site at any bar, restaurant, etc. The assessment is as follows:
1. Check out the washrooms. If it smells like you have entered the depths of hell and looks like it has never been cleaned, do not eat there. This should be a no-brainer, but sometimes you give a place the benefit of the doubt. You might think, hey... maybe someone was just in here and they were having some "difficulties". Or, hmm.. this might be a one-off thing. NO! Rid yourself of these thoughts, if the bathroom is nasty, it is a clear indication that they dgaf about their guests. Leave immediately. If the washroom is clean, stay and complete step 2.
2. If step one is passed, order a beverage. If said beverage is of poor quality, do not order anything else. Pay for the drink and roll-out. Find another place and repeat the assessment.
Back to the general review.
The nachos were sub-par. For a tex-mex restaurant, you would expect the nachos to not be something a 7 year old with no imagination would make. The taste was fine, but the toppings left a lot to be desired. I had a pint of Dos Equis, which was of the uretic variety, but it was my fault for ordering a shitty beer. The pina colada my friend ordered looked like a pathetic watery mess of bargain barrel juices; apparently it tasted as bad as it looked.
For my main, I ordered the chimichanga. I have only had this dish once in my life. I resolved to never have one EVER again because it was beyond amazing and felt like it should be a once in a life time experience. Unfortunately, I chose to order it and let me tell you, that was not a chimichanga! It was pretty horrible. There were maybe 6 small pieces of unseasoned chicken and the cheese tasted like no-name cheese that had been sitting in a freezer for years. Luckily, it was so unlike a chimichanga that it did not mar my view of them.
My friend order the quesadilla and hated it (no surprise). She had two bites, realized it was bad and made it known to the server. The server was not very accommodating and the manager was just as bad from what I could hear.
Will not be back.
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