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| - The drive thru lady that helped me was pleasant at first while I ordered and my kids liked their beans that came with their cheese enchilada meals. Other than that, well let me start from the beginning...
I pull up to the drive-thru menu, not turned off at all by it being attached to a gas station because past experiences with Mexican food in other gas stations, backs of grocery stores, and dive taco trucks have left me super happy and a return customer. Location was a-okay with me. I was the only one in the drive-thru line and she either couldn't hear me well or couldn't understand me but asked me to pull to the window. This took away the menu for me to choose from, but no worries, they can help just fine. Further into the drive I had to navigate my truck around 2 medium size boxes that made their home in the lane. Was it wind that carried them both in? Just poorly cared for grounds? Hmm.
I pull around and for dinner time it really surprised me that the inside was totally dark, except a low light coming from what I assume was the kitchen area. Not another person in sight, and I began to wonder if I should order. We were pretty hungry though so I put in my order request. She was kind while I ordered. My order was relatively basic, just got carne asada chimichanga enchilada style, bean and cheese burrito enchilada style, 2 orders of cheese enchiladas, all with rice and beans and chips and salsa. Asked if they had dessert and they only had churros so we got 4 of them too. I paid, tipped a few bucks even though it is drive thru and I wasn't being "served" so to speak. Everything came to right under $50. When she handed my card back, that was the last time she spoke. I waited 20 solid minutes from then to get our food. No other customers pulled in, walked in, or were already inside. 20 minutes, but I was patient none the less, hoping the food would be fresh for a wait like that in a drive thru.
Finally I was given my food. 2 bags, I thanked her with each one handed to me and found myself saying "have a good night!" as if she were the customer and I the friendly worker for some reason. Not a word from her, just the windows smacked shut and no lingering at the window. Weird. Whatever, I have my food now. Finally.
I arrive home with the grub and first thing my husband says is "No chips and salsa?" *sigh* Damn it, we just paid for food we didn't get but we are at the hangry stage now, kids are anxious to get their meals, so it is shrugged off as a loss.
More disappointment ensued when we see that their enchiladas were cold enough the cheese was a congealed mess instead of melted and warm. Grr. We live less than 1.5 miles away. Why was it already cold enough to do that? My carne asada chimi was my least favorite I have ever had. The steak was tiny cubes, loads of onion and no heat to balance it out at all, and the tortilla was soggy in spite of it being deep fried. (P.S I absolutely HATE that word, soggy, so for me to include it in my vocabulary is a shuddering, gag me now trigger, but there is no other substitute in this case to drive this home)
My husband's food was the last straw. The burrito was inedible. Something was totally off about it. Ever bit into day old lettuce or tomato on a burger? That funky taste that just screams "don't eat me!" and you know rihgt away that this is not the meal you were looking for? It was totally evident. This is a bean and cheese burrito folks. Pretty hard to mess that up if your beans are good. My kids liked their beans just fine, no off taste there. What happened to his food is hard to imagine, but it was inedible. Disgusted, he tossed it in the trash and tried a churro. They were jelly filled, which was unexpected but okay enough. He actually didn't like it either and had a bowl of cereal. My 3 year old ate the rest of that churro with his beans, I gave up on my chimi less than 1/4 of the way through. $50 for him to eat cereal for dinner pretty well solidified the fact that we will not be returning to Felipito's.
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