1 Brenda Cortes - 5 months ago
(Translated by Google) It's the first time I'm going (and the last), the mariachis smoking on one side don't let you live or eat comfortably. I am one of those who ask for the easiest and simplest thing to do. I ordered a quesadilla, first they brought me a flour one and I asked for a corn one, since they changed it for me, the cheapest cheese tasted horrible and the tortilla I thought would be freshly made and no. I preferred not to ask for anything else when I saw that my relatives didn't like what they had ordered either.
Birria, shrimp cocktail, pozole, leg toast, seafood soup. In short, everything was lousy until the micheladas. The dirty table, the salt in jug caps where anyone sticks their fingers, the terrible cleaning, and they clean the table with percussive and stinky rags.
Another thing is that they don't let you see the account properly, as it bothers them that you do your accounts yourself, making you suspicious.
(Original)
Es la primera vez q voy (y la ultima), los mariachis fumando a un lado no dejan convivir ni comer agusto. Soy de las que piden lo mas fácil y sencillo de hacer. Pedí una quesadilla, en primera me trajeron una de harina y yo la pedí de maíz, ya q me la cambiaron el queso del mas barato sabía horrible y la tortilla pensé q sería recién hecha y no. Preferí no pedir ya nada más al ver q a mis familiares tampoco les agradó lo que habían pedido.
Birria, Coctel de camarón, pozole, tostadas de pata, sopa de mariscos. En fin todo pésimo hasta las micheladas. La mesa sucia, la sal en tapas de garrafón donde cualquiera mete los dedos, la limpieza terrible, y te limpian la mesa con trapos percudidos y apestosos.
Otra cosa es q no te dejan ver bien la cuenta, como q les molesta q uno mismo haga sus cuentas, haciendo q uno desconfíe.