This dingy little bar has enthralled it's reviewers with plenty of booze and flavorless food. Space is very tight, expect to sit back fat to back fat. Putting their best foot forward with a greasy bowl of chips and a 'salsa' that looks & tastes like a bowl of Siracha (bad breath flags go up immediately. The menu is lifeless & very limited, plus pricey for a combo. My tamale was so blah & machine made I gave up 1/4 of the way through. My partners 'chili relleno' was the old magazine recipe for baked scrambled eggs with a can of diced green chiles. The whole thing is reminiscent of 1970's fare typical of immigrants valiantly trying to support there families with no cooking talent. As long as you're knocking down booze, this might be good to you. Our 2 combos w/ water were $30+. Try Palapas
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