On a nostalgic whim I thought I would give this restaurant a try as my grandmother's name is Estella and she is from a small town about 30 miles outside of Las Vegas. Now Grandma Stella isn't the nicest person but she is a darn good cook which made me think this place might have some potential. I was wrong and I haven't been back since.
The best part of the meal was a guacamole salad appetizer. I ordered the green chile stew which was thickened with flour which made the texture all wrong and detracted from the flavor. My sister ordered the flautas and they were soft tacos, and her Spanish rice was dry. In addition, the service wasn't very good and the food was over priced. I would not recommend Estella's unless you are desperate.
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