Paris B.
Yelp
Y'all, let me tell you about my love affair with Torchy's Tacos! It all started back in Houston, TX, where I fell head over heels for those tacos. So imagine my pure excitement when I found out they opened one in Rockville, MD--about 40 minutes from my home. Naturally, bae and I had to make the trip, and well... it was an adventure.
First off, the parking? Blessed--ample spots since it's in a shopping center. But when we arrived, the line was out the door. No worries, though--we spotted the bar, and it's full service. Perfect! Or so we thought. We sat there waiting, and waiting, while Alyssa, the bartender, looked right at us multiple times but never even said hello.
After staring at each other awkwardly, I waved down the manager, Sam, to ask, "Hey, what's the process here? Do we need to stand in line or is this full service?" He was super nice and said they were switching staff and we'd be helped shortly. But let me tell you, Alyssa wasn't in that meeting--she was making drinks like nothing was happening! Eventually, Andres came to our rescue, and I ordered the frozen margarita--passionfruit with wildberry, aka my ticket to the beach. PSA: it's strong, so proceed with caution, folks!
Now let's talk food. I ordered the Tipsy Chick and the Trailer Park, while bae went for the Bushfire and The Democrat. Then things got a little weird. A couple came in after us and Alyssa was ALL over them--immediate service and everything. Mind you, we're Black, they were white. Hmm... Alyssa, we see you.
But back to the food! My tacos came out so fast they must've been delivered by Sonic himself. Each taco was fully loaded--like, overloaded. You pick it up, stuff's falling out. We love that. But then... oops! I was given the wrong taco (the Hog Father, not mad about it though--delicious). The server came over to apologize and said the right taco would be out soon, and it was on the house.
Let me just say, the Tipsy Chick was my MVP--so good I almost forgot about the service drama. Bae said the Bushfire was spicy but great, while The Democrat had too much fat on the barbacoa for his liking. Not his fave.
Sam, the manager, was the real hero though, checking on us and making sure everything was running smoothly. Mentioned to him the tacos were as good as the ones I had in Houston.
Bae was still hungry after his tacos (typical), so he ordered the green chile queso--half-size, but it came out fast and was chef's kiss with the Diablo sauce for that extra kick. I was too full for the street corn, but that's definitely on my list for next time.
Final total? $41.78 for all that food--super reasonable for the area, especially with portions that big. But here's the thing: customer service is everything to me. The tip goes to the bartenders, so both Andres and Alyssa were sharing. And let's be real--Alyssa wasn't exactly tip-worthy, but Andres was a pleasure. Alyssa, girl... do better.
Overall, the food slapped, the drinks were dangerous (in the best way), and Sam was a rockstar. But if you head to this Torchy's, just hope Alyssa's not working.
Visited October 12, 2024 around 4:30pm.