Dismal, lukewarm, defrosted-tasting "TexMex" glop;
Mumbly, unengaged waiter;
Clueless manager, who seeing us with barely nibbled entrees
on plates shoved forward for pickup, thanked us
perfunctorily for our patronage;
We're from the Texas Hill Country;
down there, we jail critters
who serve up grub this bad,
for their own protection.
Never, never, NEVER again
(Back to Yard House for real food)