Darci K.
Yelp
If you're looking for mediocre, this is your place.
Nestled on J street, across from Mercy General Hospital. I wonder if it's a coincidence?!?
I love hole in the wall food joints, and was hoping this would be a great find. I found myself regretting dining here.
The staff is friendly, and greeted us immediately. You order at the counter, and your food is brought to your table. The menu features the basics -tacos, burritos, seafood, and some house specials.
Once you order, you can help yourself to the chip and salsa bar. The chips might be made in house, as they are thick, but lack flavor.
The food arrived -we ordered a quesadilla, a super burrito, and two crispy tacos. The quesadilla was two tortillas with cheese in between. I'm pretty sure a ten year old could have done better. The plate was greasy, and the food lacked flavor. The burrito was filled with the basics. Meat, cheese, beans, guacamole, sour cream etc. They charge extra if you want lettuce added. Why anyone would, is a mystery to me. The burrito wasn't great. It was mediocre, lacked flavor, the meat was dry, and ever so basic. The tacos... oh the waste of calories. I had asked for crispy, and was served tacos worse tasting than the boxed shells you can find in the market.
The woman taking our order insisted that the steak was the best choice. I can't even imagine what the other meat tastes like. It was super dry, super flavorless, and was such a just no moment. I picked through the plate in hopes of enjoying the beans and rice. The beans tasted like they'd been sitting in a pot all day. Hard, tasteless, and left on my plate. The Spanish rice was hard rice pellets, that screamed to be thrown away. So I did. In total fairness, my second taco had grilled chicken. Three small bite size pieces, but chicken was represented. The chicken was moist, but that's it.
Would I return ? No. Will I ? No. Would I suggest you give it s try? No. There are better places in and around Sacramento. It didn't help that the restaurant staff started dragging chairs around the floor, scraping the feet so that it was like nails on a chalkboard. Oh, and the smell of a dirty mop following those chair legs, always makes me hungrier.
I was perplexed by the number of customers dining in. Maybe they were just released from the hospital, and having something other than jello, was on their must have list.
I think I'll stick with my known favorites.