Taza Cafe

Delicious gyro, dumpy place
Most any time I am out in broad ripple I stop for the guilty pleasure of a delicious Gyro. The staff (a guy and his kid) are always nice and quick to fix things if they are wrong/unsatisfying. I typically just grab a gyro but decided to do the gyro and fries this time. We got about 8 fries initially but as soon as I said something the kid agreed with me and came back with more than twice as many fries.

The place really is a dump though. It usually doesn't matter because it is a bunch of drunk people from the 50 some odd neighboring bars, but it is worth a mention.

Well, if you're looking for a lowfat meal, I think I've found one for you.  I tried a gyro and fries at the Gyro Joint.  Meh.  The bread was stale, the fries were once cooked in a fryer but heated up in a microwave before serving to me.  Overall, I was totally unimpressed with the food, especially since the delicious Canal Bistro is just a hop, skip and jump away.  Gyro Joint/Taza Cafe is lowfat because I left most of my meal uneaten since it wasn't worth the fat.

The place has a complete, hole-in-the-wall atmosphere, which I can always appreciate.  They get a star for that.

With that all being said, in reading the other reviews, I figured this place out... it's for drunk people!  It's not for the lunchtime crowd whose tastebuds haven't been numbed and who aren't so wobbly that they're not paying attention to what they're putting in their mouths!  I bet if I were drunk, this place would be great!

Alas, I wasn't.  So yuck and on to a different gyro place I will go!

"Wait, no, I want my gyros not my money!"

"No, you get your money. No gyros."

After being charged for the gyros on the CC, he hands me the equivalent amount in cash (we all know the CC & cash really never cross over...especially late at night in Broad Ripple...cash leaves a little faster).

So I witnessed quite the atrocity for a business. We all know this place has been very successful at serving up drunk food. Well, it all crumbled. I witnessed it. About a dozen people ordered. And didn't get any food. And, all were forced to take cash back?

They gave up. It wasn't past Midnight. And they were over it.

I suppose it's a sign of their success if they can just say...welp...i'm totally over this. It's like watching Mike Vanderjagt play football -- a total shoe-in to make the kick every time...but...just. doesn't. a damn shame.