Showing posts with label Mexican restaurant. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mexican restaurant. Show all posts

Sunday, October 12, 2008

El Toro Loco... Not so 'Loco'.


Whereas love drives the best flavor in dishes, for the dish I had here, it seemed more like nostalgia. You know, as if the full flavor of the dish I was eating was left in an ideal past and traded by some mediocre idea in the present. The taste of this dish was certainly mediocre, if not shameful and disappointing.

What I had was either an enchilada, a taco, or a burrito. I cannot remember. Somebody once commented on the peculiarity of today's Mexican cuisine, how it had been reduced to a sloppy dish made of the recombined same ingredients, or stuff. Like: Put the stuff in a soft tortilla and call it a burrito, put it in a hard tortilla and call it taco, wrap it up really tightly and call it a flauta: At the end of the day, you shouldn't worry about remembering what you ate: You had the same 'stuff', merely recombined.

El Toro Loco failed even to provide the best of these recombined creations. It utterly failed as it seemed I bit into yesterday's rice, and the beans had been watered down with milk or water so much as to be deemed insipid. They had been liquified without the proper spices to the point of losing their entire bean feeling. The only thing you could praise about these was the fact that they left no remains on your teeth. It seemed the flour tortillas had been shipped from California in plastic bags rather than made by the chefs and it seemed the chefs, if I may call them that, lacked even the sense to heat them on a 'comal' or flat plan, but rather zapped them for 10 seconds in the microwave. I know, I have tasted real tortillas, and they are neither a) elastic, b) hard to cut with your fork, and c) they do not stick to the roof of your mouth.

I, who grew up amid Latin American cuisine, know that this food that was placed in front of me was the cusp of a decadent food culture reduced to this mush by the expectations of the new culture. We should, as clients, request to taste the real beans, the real rice, the real tortillas. We should not be mocked by this mass brought to us in plates pretending to be authentic Mexican food. You should ask, when the beans are not dark in color, WHY ARE THESE BEANS NOT DARK IN COLOR? WHY ARE THEY SO WATERY? Mexican restaurants would not lose money by providing real food, condimented with the real spices -cumin! paprika! chili!- and garnished with the freshly chopped cilantro. Beans and rice are cheap; Flour and Maseca (used for corn tortillas) are cheap; lettuce, tomatoes and onions are cheap, and for $6 a dish, you could still surely make a profit.

The cooks in this restaurant got lazy and have lowered their standards to provide run of the mill Mexican food for cheap. The only way I feel I could have really enjoyed the food here would have been had I been drunk, which I was not at the time of my visit.

In short, the Toro Loco was just Another Mexican Place.


Address: 1808 Staples Mill Rd
Richmond, VA 23230
(804) 353-2391

Would I recommend it to others: Obviously not.

Price: Fit for the stuff they feed you.




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Note: The waitstaff did, however, provide an excellent service.

Thursday, September 11, 2008

Baja Blunder

I am new to the fair city of Richmond and have yet to sample much of its fare, though I have already been to the infamous Baja Bean, not once, but twice. I will say the good things first. The Bean is spacious, and the indoor area is nice and cozy, with low ceilings and ample seating. I had a couple of bottled beers the night I went, and enjoyed myself. This enjoyment was perhaps more about the company than the place, though there were a fair amount of other people there, who seemed to be enjoying themselves too and this lent an enjoyable energy to the entire scene. And the outdoor area is inviting on a nice evening, with fans and, again, ample seating. There is a bar level where you can go if you are just drinking, and plenty of tables and chairs if you are eating, too. Their happy hour, which stretches from 5 to 7 from Monday to Friday is light on the wallet, with specials varying by the day. I sat outside for a couple pleasurable hours on a Friday and remember it was $1 Pabst pints and $3 margarita pints. This is where I will turn sour. The margaritas were made from a mix that left a chemically aftertaste in my mouth. With such a good price, it's sometimes hard to say no. And then the food. I didn't order anything myself, having just eaten, but I tried both the vegetarian nachos and the chicken quesadilla. Now, on their website, the Bean touts itself as fresh and tasty, and I would have to say it's the oppposite of those things. If I was drunk or starving, I may have benefitted from the food, but as it was, I found it rather sad. The beans on the nachos were tasteless and thick. The guacamole was starting to go brown. The chips were stale-ish and the salsa was soupy and lacking in flavor. The chicken quesadilla was nothing extraordinary. Quesadillas rarely are, but when they are...oh man! I wouldn't count on that happening here, but I'll go back, I'm sure. It's at a great central location, and the price is right.

Baja Bean is located at 1520 W. Main Street. www.bajabean.com. $