When ordering, speak s-l-o-w-l-y, clearly & deliberately - good tunes but it is JUST exactly too loud to allow smooth communication w/ server - through no fault of her own, I would say, she never even knew she missed our order for queso & chips, as two of us dining were SO hungry, we nearly ate each others' arms - so that meant sitting, waiting for immediate nourishment that was never to be - and That, in turn, made us more clock-aware, in terms of the rest of our food coming out - the food ain't super-fast BUT hey, it's all made to order and was super-fresh (not in a 1970s way, but food quality) so just Be Sure to order one almost-instant arrival app if you arrive hungry (or someone gonna lose an arm, ok...) That was one of two order misses as only 1 of my two pair of tacos came out - and server had even repeated our orders back, twice, as clearly that's a constant problem - but I had made one change which caused a most-minor understanding - again she's not to be blamed but there are easy ways mgt could fix that btw but I'll skip the suggestions - too bad cause would've been nearly perfect without that - no Big Whoop tho - Smoked Chkn Tacos: Yes - Tequilla Shrimp Tacos - jury's out - I'm weird about seafood at places that are not primarily fish-focused, so those little green-tinted shrimps kept trying to freak out the part of my brain that was trying to chow 'em down, cause they weren't of the plump, luscious-like variety (were not bad/fishy at all - it's personal preference and spending lots of time in coastal cities with local catch, not that similar can't be found, shipped in same-day, it's touch 'n go for me) - WHY DO I GO INTO THE DETAIL here? Place is not ridiculously-pricey, but CIUDADO!! it's not taco stand prices At All - just shy of $56 for two W/NO DRINKS OR TIP ADDED IN - Me: Tacos are really small (standardly so for type of venue) and I'm a guy who eats well (not a gorger - just solid-sized meal) so I had 4 ( 2& 2) and a side of cilantro rice - buddy had 3taco dinner (comes w/ rice & refrieds) & got Corn Hash sounded good --NOT My thing nor his -was a mix of corn (from can Or maybe sliced off cob - didn't even taste it once seen) and butter and mayo - not at all a relation to a corned beef hash or anything of the sort -- was like a dish you'd serve, jokingly, at a white-trash themed party (movie ref: Mermaids w/ Cher & Winona Ryder, anyone (?) anyone (?)) - BUT our server and probably other people must like it (?) - finally I'll defend their prices w/ fact that they've created a nice good-sized place, great barfood vibe, nice high ceilings, plenty to look at and they're paying Premium prices to lease that spot - satisfying and I'd say if you're drinking (duh) way more satisfying than my food experience, which was still solid - FINAL: to give it all a fair try, we split a dessert - the crazy Reese's ice cream marshmallow amalgamation which should include a warning on the menu w/ something like: "This dessert is different and definitely delicious BUT DO NOT order if there is ANY chance your dining partner might exit the restaurant to smoke a cigarette just moments before the spectacle of what might be a small rocket, with puffy clouds it dragged down, through the sky, and subsequently, lightly charred, as it fell to earth, fusing w/ said clouds which now sit atop the rocket, along with stripes of chocolate syrup inside the glass and like...2 or 3 or 9 other ingredients, all quality and tasty, crumbled, mixed and/or dripping down sides...because if timing works out in this way, with smoker not present, you must be Strong and Confident enough to withstand...I Kid You Not...the Turning of Every Single Head in the restaurant, tilting, cocking (sorry, boystown) or doing a complete 180, like a visual murmur or spontaneous stadium-wave that ripples thruout, as each and all adjust to get a glimpse of the freakshow - which it turns out was me, seemingly sole sponsor of this gi-normonus display of dessert phallus (sorry again, boystown) - the sudden thrust of spotlight, of course, left me feeling a need to address the onlookers, who, moments ago were merely diners, like myself, and sputtered out something just-shy-of-nonsensical, claimed no responsibility and motioned to the empty chair across from me, in hopes of convincing all that I was not dining alone - really, I wasn't - seriously... So be warned - and also be warned that the cloud confection is weirdly wonderful in taste and maybe more notably, in texture - try it unless you are lactose- or cumulus-intolerant. Wrap-Up: I'd return for the smoked chicken tacos alone I, along with the easy, friendly, but not overbearing service - just know food's not served instantly, but I see that as quality assurance and necessary. And oh yeah, I hear the place also has...um...Tequilla... Who knew. Next time.
