Cafe Mexigo

I must start by saying that I HATE Cafe Mexico downtown. I think it is by far the worst Mexican food on the face of the planet.

So, when the Groupon came up for Cafe Mexigo, I was hesitant. Seriously, who expects to order a chicken and veggie quesadilla and get hard, raw carrots in it? Yuck.

But, we decided to give this place a try and bring the in-laws as our treat.

The starter was chips, salsa, and guacamole. I thought the salsa sucked. I doubt they make it. Maybe they make the chips. I couldn't really tell but they probably do. Matt liked the guacamole, but this is one food that I just cannot force myself to like.

Matt's mom had a veggie burrito, and the rest of us had chicken enchiladas with rice and beans. I liked it. I thought it was tasty. The biggest fan was Charlie, who ate more than a healthy serving of the rice and beans. It could have used a few more chips for eating the beans, but it is really nothing to complain about.

The dessert was really good. Sugary, deep-fried flour tortillas. Nothing special but tasty none the less.

The staff seemed a little overwhelmed, but they held their own (and they were not complaining by the HUGE number of people coming in with Groupons).

Mexican...again





Cost: around $6, mostly leftovers

Prep time: 30 minutes

Why, oh why, did we have Mexican 3 nights this week? That was a bad call. I tried to make it different, but because I was attempting to use up what was leftover in the fridge, whoomp-wha, that didin't really happen.

During Charlie's afternoon nap, I prepped the veggies (for with the meat, pepper and onion, but also for on the meat, cilantro and lettuce). I also loaded the rice cooker with rice, beans, and salsa, which is my new recipe for Spanish Rice that I made up on the spot. 

And since Matt is home later on Thursdays (we had already started eating by the time he was home),
all that was really left to do was warm the tortillas (corn this time, Thrify's brand, and they are HORRIBLE) and the taco filling, as well as get perishables and drinks on the table.

Charlie and I managed to eat, but I wasn't impressed by my choice of a third night of Meixcan this week. Monday's meal was much better, although the taco filling for this decent. Charlie, however, was VERY happy. He ate himself stuffed, rubbed sour cream in his hair, and shredded a tortilla like he worked at a paper factory.