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The only real highlight of The Republic of the Rio Grande was the ambiance—dim lighting, stylish decor, and a setting that promised a great dining experience. Unfortunately, the food and service didn’t quite live up to it.
Appetizers: We ordered the guacamole ($14) and were surprised when it arrived… unassembled. Instead of a fully prepared, flavorful dip, we were handed a DIY project. I’ve been to places where guacamole is made tableside, allowing you to customize it as the server prepares it—but this wasn’t that. Mixing it ourselves felt awkward, and honestly, if I wanted to make my own guacamole, I would’ve stayed home.
Entrées: I went in expecting a steakhouse experience, but the limited steak options were the first red flag. I ordered the chimichurri flank steak, ($24) and while it was cooked correctly (which I appreciate), the chimichurri sauce somehow lacked flavor. Impressive in the worst way. The rice pilaf was dry and just as bland.
My guest ordered the chicken fried steak, (16) which didn’t fare much better. The mashed potatoes were dry and crusty, the gravy was sparse and flavorless, and the overall dish lacked the comfort-food appeal it should have had.
After two disappointing courses, we opted to skip dessert altogether.
Another strange choice? Paper tablecloths that did absolutely nothing to absorb condensation from our drinks, leaving puddles of water everywhere. At this price point, I expected something a little more refined—at the very least, a table setting that didn’t require me to dodge mini floods every time I reached for my glass.
Final Thoughts: The restaurant has potential, but for the price, lack of flavor, and overall experience, it’s just not worth a return visit. It wasn’t terrible, but it wasn’t memorable either—except for the moment I nearly took a plate to the head.