We arrived -- barely remembering how to get there. It has been twelve or so years since my last visit. The big pink tower gave it away at last.
We stood in line for what seemed like FOREVER and the memories started trickling back. We ordered a litre (each, of course) of frozen, fake, non-alcoholic, "Sangria" Margarita, nachos, gorditas and fun for all!
The excitement builds as we climb the ramp with our trays to be seated. Until we were seated in a crappy little table in an awkward corner with no view except a wall and people's backs, that is.
The food sucked -- as I knew it would -- but the entertainment was supposed to make up for that, right? Plus there is always a chance that management changed since the last time any of us were there and everything has been improved and now it is great! Fat chance indeed. Since I was literally looking into a corner that was situated behind some risers, it was hard to see past the bad, bad, really bad, food as it was the only entertaining thing in the vicinity. How in God's name can you screw up NACHOS that BAD? They are $13 and I wouldn't even feed them to my puppy! It really is a feat. The chips suck. The "queso" comes from a can and that is pretty much all there is to it. Mookie's nachos were stale so we sent them back. She still didn't eat them -- we'll assume because they sucked. Ang's gorditas were interesting to look at -- Mattie didn't seem to mind them but you'll have to read on to the comments for that review...
Incidentally, whatever you order, order it without meat and they'll make it, uh, "fresh" and bring it to your table. It won't have been sitting out under that hot light like everyone else's. Either that or return your plate when it arrives and tell the waitress it is stale. They'll bring a newer, better one. Notice -- I did not say "good" - just better.
We finally put our plates to rest, munched on a cheap imitation Sopaipilla, FINALLY paid our bill, swallowed down what we could of the "margaritas" and headed toward the "cliff" that by the way has not been updated in about 30 years. I swear. Of course nothing here has been. The "skit" that was being performed was entirely too long and impossible to understand. All anyone wants to see is someone go over and they dragged it out for days -- the little kids lost interest... and finally it finished. We managed to escape this place after finally finding the exit.
I swear -- SWEAR -- I am over it -- I'm over Casa Bonita and I'll never threaten to take anyone there ever again. If any visitors from out of town are dying to visit -- I'll be happy to print out a Google map to help you find your way.
Don't say you weren't warned...
xxx
PS - Marie's comment won't post because it is a graphic. I'll post it here for her. xxx
