play it again quetzalcoatl. as busy for lunch as it is forbreakfaston the weekend. managed to get a table for two immediately though in the back adjacent to the bar. if you like those old velvet paintings that were ubiquitous in market places along the mexican border, you're going to love the bigger than life aztec or mayan wall murals in vivid colors over the bar and around the restaurant.
may want to stick with a cold beer to go with you mexican food as the margaritas on the rocks are a bit weak and the fruity margaritas refreshing but weak as well. bean and cheese nachos were made from tasty refrieds and mild cheese. beef and cheese enchiladas had all the right stufff, but the enchilada gravy had an unsual seasoning that i did not care for - almost like lawry's season salt. great puffy taco though the corn masa shell was so soft that it had a bottom blow-out as soon as i attempted to lift it. hate it when that happens! the thin slice of carne asada was served with a dollop of garlicky guacamole on top. now that makes a good taco if you are of a mind. frijoles a la charra were chuck full of bacon. couldn't finish 'em, but not to worry. they came home and will rise again as refrieds for some homemadebreakfasttacos using the excellent flour tortillas that made the togo styro as well.
liked the lunch here but love the breakfast. definitely mybreakfasttaco haven.
-----07 dec, 2012-----
line up for great tacos. now you're talking -breakfasttacos that is. pillowy tortillas and wonderful meats and ingredients to fill them with. you will find this place wildly popular for a weekendbreakfast.. . lines out the door so be prepared to wait. amazingly enough we had a table within 5 minutes after arrival. must be that we had a party of 2 when everyone else seemed to come with enough relatives for a small family reunion. needless to say, we received a few scowls when we were escorted past the line and to a table.
sitting there you feel a bit transported in time back to the 1940's. the building is at least that old and reminds one of a cafeteria during that era - sub-way tiles, industrial ceiling .. . just wonderful. the decor is plain, simple and o-l-d. that's what gives it its identity and i wouldn't have it any other way.
tables are close. close enough to hear exactly what your neighbor is ordering as well as other tidbits of info and life's little dramas that you would rather not be privy to.
just hope that you are not seated next to one of those little old senoras that wear the cloyingly sweet little old lady perfume . . . you know the ones . . . they will pass you in the grocery store and you have to hold your breath while you sprint to a far away isle! with this kind of proximity, your olfactory glands would have a melt down.
then the tacos came. now these are some of the best i have had. just wish i did not live on the other side of town; or maybe i do to keep me from weighing 300 lbs!