As a Mexican-American (I use the term loosely for I am all white on the inside) my goal in life is to find Mexican restaurants that can fill the void in my life left from the fact that I never learned anything about my heritage or language. So, like Don Quixote, this is my quest to follow that star no matter how hopeless, no matter how far... My quest has finally ended. My English-Italian white as snow wife found this restaurant and I was quite skeptical at first until we walked in. A family enjoying their meal, abuelito in his PJs walking to the salsa bar (the roasted is the best), and the aroma of pure bliss and joy wafting through the air. Just a few things that first caught our attention.
The menu is simple, nothing crazy and my favourite part was the ALL DAY BREAKFAST MENU. YES! ALL DAY BREAKFAST! My mouth was watering. We ordered the numbers 4 & 5, pozole (better than my Nana makes!) and a breakfast burrito to split for the next day. Because we are fatties. To describe the food is to do a disservice to the taste, quality, and flavour that our mouths experienced. I can only say this... My only complaint and bitterness towards our Lord Almighty was that He did not create us with two stomachs. We will be returning with our families in tow!