I couldn't wait to write this review, so hopefully others won't waste their time or money on this awful experience.
First, we were seated forever without a greeting. I'd understand if they were busy, but not the case at all. We were still willing to be open to a great dining experience, due to being starved and dehydrated from our Incline experience.
Next, when the chips and salsa finally came, we still hadn't received any drinks. Not even water, which we desperately needed. The ONLY positive is that the chips and salsa were decent.
Once our "world famous margaritas" came (which took forever) I literally spit mine back in the glass. How bad can you screw up a margarita, right? Oh, my....terrible! Mine was an italian margarita. My husband went with the signature one, and it was slightly less terrible but still undrinkable. He had 2 sips and that's all he could muster.
We waited close to 30 minutes for our fajitas that were also terrible. Again, how bad can you screw up fajitas? They accomplished it. The chicken tasted like chicken soup chicken. I'm pretty sure they just soak it in broth. Peppers were few, but decent, and onions (according to my hubby) tasted days old. The rice looked so gummy, neither of us attempted to try it. I guess it was a good thing we didn't order any beans with it. When we opened the tortillas, we both laughed! I have never seen such wimpy and obviously old tortillas from a restaurant in my life. They literally tasted like paper.
We had to ask for silverware another 5 minutes or so after our food came, and asked the waitress to take my margarita away. I told her it was just awful. She asked if I'd like another one, and I told her absolutely not. If both our margaritas tasted like crap, I was pretty sure it wasn't going to change. My husband was too nice to do the same.
Once our bill finally came, we were surprised to see my margarita was on the bill. I asked the waitress if this was correct, and she just forgot to take it off.
In summary, I can't see any reason you should EVER visit this place. I hope you heed this warning, because I promise, you'll wish you did.