I came late on a Saturday night and had to wait over 45 minutes in the rain for a table, and once we were seated had to use the flashlight on my phone in order to read the menu--but despite all that I would still name my first child Condado. I get a little overzealous when it comes to build your own menus, so I stick with the 'taco suggestions' which all happen to be divine. I think my ideal last meal on earth would be at least four bowls of their queso blanco and a pitcher of blood orange mango margarita (my favorite of their many margarita flavors) (they also have the option of marg flights, an idea which may surpass the wright brothers idea for the first airplane).