Service was decent, but the food is possibly the worst I’ve ever had in a taqueria. The chicken is bland and greasy. My wife’s quesadilla came out soggy and underdone. My nachos came out burnt.
Erin S.
Classificação do local: 5 Madison, AL
This place is severely underrated! Excellent cheap tacos, burritos, churros, tortas. This little hole-in-the-wall is a gem.
Karina P.
Classificação do local: 5 Huntsville, AL
Love love love! My new favorite spot in Huntsville for AUTHENTIC Mexican cuisine. My favorite is the lengua because well it tastes amazing and you can’t get it everywhere!!! So far I’ve had sopes, tacos y burritos… wait I also tried my friends ceviche! All amazing!!!
K L J.
Classificação do local: 3 Brownsboro, AL
My beautiful and hard-working wife and I went here on a steamy hot Alabama Friday after a long, hard work week. Just couldn’t face cooking(wife) or cleaning up(me) dinner, had to go out. The local paper had mentioned the place in a feature on hot new local eateries. We’re running down that list. First: we’ll be back. 3 stars doesn’t mean terrible by any means, and TEP2 is a high 3. All the food was passable or better, and some of it was much better. Best horchata I’ve ever had. Yah, might or might not have been from a can, but I don’t think so — if it is, keep it to yourself, willya? It was sweet without being cloying, nice fresh cinnamon, pretty subtleties in taste; cold and very refreshing. Get that. The tamales were calm but tasty, letting you taste the copious breading as well as the nicely-spiced but fairly sparse but not-at-all-greasy meat filling. Yum. In fact, all the food was calm and tasty. Didn’t have anything loud, nothing delivered scorchingly spicy, just stuff your mama might have fixed you for dinner any night of the week. Oh, and the tamales were GREAT left over. Get that. Well, OK, I bet your mama won’t make you nachos. But if she did, she wouldn’t have made you the boisterous, tangy, rowdily-colored, over-cheesed things(gotta stop — I’m making my mouth water) you get at, say, Rosie’s. These are sit-on-the-beach nachos, hot-day nachos, have-a-quiet-beer-with nachos. The chicken on top was delicious all by itself, but the rest of the toppings were, well, calm, all blended together, kind of a dude-sitting-in-the-shade-under-a-big-hat-keeping-cool vibe. The chips were those puffy, slightly greasy-brown ones, not thin white Dorito-y things. My wife says you should get that. They have lengua on the menu. What is it? Ever had corned beef? This is like that, but better. Goes perfectly with Central and South American cuisine. It’s something that most Americans don’t know about because someone somewhere sometime decided it was trash food, so it’s hard to find. We’re missing out. I don’t see it often, love it, and almost got it. I’ll get it next time.(Nope, you’ll have to look it up. Not telling you.) So I didn’t get a sopa lengua. Got chile relleno with skirt steak. Chile rellenos can be my favorite things. I like the ones that aren’t real greasy and are filled with something besides only cheese. Ones where the pepper is still juicy and tastes like a pepper. This one fulfilled the«not greasy» part. Oh, well. Skirt steak is thin, sometimes tough, and should be really, really tasty — either from spices or marinade or braising or whatever was in the oil before you threw the steak in or just from the meat itself. This skirt steak was … calm and reasonably tasty. I put the green hot sauce on it(get that!) and it was good. The service was very, very good. The fellow serving us was very comfortable conversing both in English and with his Hispanic patrons. He was attentive, very friendly, made good recommendations, even managed to not look disapproving or like we were nuts while still looking amazed when we ordered dinner AND tamales(we wanted to taste them, were intending to bring them home in a box). Because there was a LOT of food, and he knew we weren’t going to be eating it all. Lots of families and just-plain-people in there, everyone from young parents with well-behaved kids to a table full of elderly friends. Very small, with two loud TVs. One was showing football. No, not THAT football — FOOTBALL. When Tunisia scored, the place was filled with, «Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooal! Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooal!» Filled. Whew. But it added ambiance, so no stars off — but be prepared, not a quiet place. But it was hot. Yah, it was 95 Alabama degrees out there. It’s treeless restaurant row on Jordan Lane, all black parking lots and breeze-blocking shopping centers. They’d just moved in to an old retail space, a bit small — adding still more to the cozy ambiance — and with all the customers, staff and cooking going on, and with the big flat roof greedily soaking up the sun’s, er, warmth, the poor air conditioning was NOT keeping up. It was comfortable if you had the right frame of mind, but not cool per se. Ahem. No, it was hot in there. Our server apologized, said they were working to fix the problem. But honestly, I think if you just go in there when it’s not a jillion degrees outside, it’ll be fine. If you’re hot-blooded like me, it’ll be fine any time as long as you don’t do gymnastics or talk politics whilst eating. And they have takeout. Good value — again, lots of food. We left food on our plates and took home 2⁄3 of a half-dozen tamales for $ 30 with a pretty good tip. We’ll be back. Maybe not a lot, but it’s on the list of inexpensive places in town when we just need a tasty dinner. Go there.
