Monday, January 3, 2011

Authentic is the Spanish word for Bland

I went on a date with this girl a while back.  I'm not gonna tell you the details of it because I don't know you and that would be weird. However, I will tell you that we went to this Mexican restaurant. But it wasn't just any Mexican joint.  This place served "authentic" Mexican food.  I quickly realized that I couldn't really pronounce most of the stuff on the menu so I chose the one thing I was sure of.  I ordered a steak taco. What came out was a bit different than what I was expecting. They brought my a plate with two soft corn tortilla shells stacked on top of one another in the center of these was a small helping of marinated steak, onions and cilantro. I did what anyone would do in my situation. I rolled it up and took a bite. What I tasted was the second blandest thing I've ever eaten (the first was some vegetarian enchiladas my ex made for me once). I unwrapped the taco and proceeded to eat just the steak. It was great. I don't know how it was prepared but it was delicious. Unfortunately there were only about six small pieces so it didn't really make up a whole meal. The queso dip helped with that though. I've gotta say that while the place was very nice and the service was friendly and prompt, I'll not be going back. I don't see why anyone would go to a restaurant to eat something so bland. And if it really is as authentic as they say, I can't believe that an entire country can survive on that food. I think I'll stick with Taco Bell and Frontera.

Here is a picture that loosely describes my feelings about the restaurant: 



P.S. Some of you may be surprised that I went on a date.

P.P.S. Screw You!

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