It’s not a sketchy gas station...it’s a restaurant. I was easily fooled at first glance. I’ve driven by Nacho Family Mexican Restaurant at least 100 times before realizing it was a restaurant. The draw of the unattractive attached gas
station is powerful; maybe that’s why Nacho’s went with the all yellow exterior.
Judgment comes easy upon arrival or discovery. Once you get past the door, your senses are lifted;
the flavorful light green walls mix with the earth-toned décor. I felt like I walked into an avocado. The aroma of spices and food seduce your hypothalamus. Shortly after your senses acclimate, you
find yourself a table. Ambience.
Within a minute or two a complementary appetizer of chips,
salsa, and pico de gallo are served.
This is one of the customary services that I love. In this age of “business first” customer
service, most businesses have done away with the complimentary stuff or skimmed
it at least. This place made me feel
welcome and thankful for my patronage.
I ordered a chicken Deluxe Burrito. It’s a hefty 8x3 inches. Atop, the burrito is fashioned in guacamole,
sour cream, and fresh veggies. It’s
blanketed in a red sauce, sprinkled with shredded cheese, which reminded me of
confetti on the dance floor of a salsa party.
A fiesta of flavor awaits.
Splitting the soft, fluffy armor of the burrito was no problem. A shredded, lightly spiced meat and rice
coalesced with the zest of the flavorful outside. Past this level, I don’t remember much; I was
lost in a euphoric trance. I do remember
bits and pieces, only because the server intervened often, offering me refills.
The burrito was fulfilling and when I got that check, I
didn’t even question what I was paying for.
The complementary appetizer, great service, and nice atmosphere make the
experience worth its value. Hopefully
this place has staying power; hopefully that messy gas station in front of it
does not.
Hey...here's another blog talking about the same place! Awesome!