In a hurry so we stopped in for some take away, oh how I should have stayed away!
Had to enter the place through the loud bar next door with my eleven year old. Not kid friendly. Greeted by a teenage, stone faced, zombie who I don't remember talking, perhaps grunts.
While waiting we were asked to fill out a survey about the food and service by the teen zombie. Since I hadnt even seen the food, I declined. Weird. Food came relatively fast from an elder zombie, as there was only one couple in the place at dinner time. Bad sign.
Upon getting back to open the box, I discovered 2 greasy, rock hard, miniature tacos, in a half filled container, with a few spoonfuls of awful beens and OK rice. I felt cheated and the food was quite bad.
I think they couldn't talk, or smile, as they were reading their reviews. I should have first too!
Or maybe they have eaten more than one meal there. Turns you into a zombie! Yikes!
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