Ken B.
Google
Two Tacos, One Margarita
We were drawn in by the sacred beacon of the $10 special with two tacos and a margarita, running all day. For people like us—the "small plate, jump-around" type—it fit our needs perfectly. The pub is a Main Street pub, small in the front, but once you hit the back patio, it explodes into a large outdoor seating area where you can legally forget your troubles.
The staff was very friendly, and drink prices were standard issue. Now, about the food: we have a million Mexican spots back home, and this one didn't quite hit the authentic mark. My wife tragically declared the beef taco tasted like cheap beef. As for me, the flavor issue by applying so much hot sauce that I achieved chemical numbness—which, hilariously, only highlighted their biggest flaw: their "hot" sauce selection is a non-existent joke. The manager actually promised to hunt down something spicier just for my scorched palate in the future, mind you I didn't complain but he was aware of the lacking condiment.
Overall, it was a good time to sit down, enjoy a cheap buzz, and move on. Would I go back for a quick, cheap fix? Sure. But if I want true Mexican or a night of raucous fun, I'll probably be found stumbling out of a different bar down the street.