Ay Caramba

I needed some hot and spicy chicken soup so I called a friend who worked in the area. She recomended this place. I knew right away where this joint was. I arrived at noon and there was two other people there, and they were leaving. So I was alone. Rude! So the waitress comes up to me and asked if I needed a menu. I said yes, and I asked for chicken soup. She yelled to the guy in the back and then said they don’t have any. Only beens soup? Chicken soup doesn’t keep for more than a couple of days. Beens soup can be reheated for weeks. No thanks. As we staired at each other I figured out that I wasn’t going to get one of those menu’s that was 5 steps away from her. So I just said, Burrito. As I watched the rito sit on the counter behind the waitress, she continued to yake her brains out with a customer that was just passing thru. Like I should have done. Bla bla bla and i skreeched my chair back and she finally decided to get my food and drink. The burrito must have lost some weight sitting there because it’s not like I remember it. It was so average that there is absolutly no need for me to ever come back here. Except for the outstanding service that is. Ay’m odda here.