Yes, I admit, I never got over the 90's. The clothes. The music. The fajitas. Oh yes, the fajitas. Millennials have largely been deprived of the glory of sizzling meat, onions and peppers on an overheated iron skillet. It makes me very sad for them.
In the 90's every major chain and Mexican-ish joint pretty much featured this quintessentially Americanized Mexican specialty. Now, like cars with stick shifts, they've been relegated to the back lot of culinary history.
Not at Garcia's. After an extensive search including multiple google queries and one fruitless stop at a competitor, I found Garcia's and a delicious, sizzling platter of lunch special goodness.
Seriously, I have no idea how anything else on the menu is. But the fajitas are freaking good.