When I'm on vacation, I try to go to restaurants I try to avoid chains because what's the point? I want to eat local eats. As I walked in, I realized I've been to the one in Long Beach, CA though the menu was completely different. Or perhaps it was the late night menu but it was decidely more "Southwestern." Ah well, it had been several years and it was quite late at night so it didn't matter at this point.
I ordered the green pork tostada which the waiter assured me was very small and the hot wings. The tostada was huge. What a liar (yes, I called him that to his face).
I ate a couple of bites and finished the wings. I would have the tostada cold and congeal-y in the morning before flying out. Surprisingly, the flavors were locked in this way and acceptable as a 5-minute scarf fest.
Oh, and my vodka tonic was very good. Not bad and I kind of dug our picnic style bench high top table.