Everybody liked their food except me. Â I hated the salad I got. Â I ordered shredded beef on it. Â Shredded beef, you think brown, moist shredded beef, right? Â How was I to know it came in a sickly sweet tomato sauce, spotted with what looked like half chewed pieces of corn. Â The sauce was reminiscent of Chef Boyardee ravioli. Â It was inedible. Â I told the waitress I didn't like it, she sort of shrugged, oh well. Â Everybody else liked their burritos, quesadillas, enchiladas, my meal was repulsive and I left it on the plate, uneaten, and paid for it.
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