Get your own Free Home PageThe day I had the El Chico fajitas, the place was packed. I have an hour for lunch, 25 minutes of that was spent waiting for a table. They took my order while I was waiting, but I had to order again after being seated. One of those paper conservation movement places where writing down the order would have been considered thoughtless and evil. I ordered the combo fajitas with a side of Shrimp fajitas, since the shrimp is not considered part of their combo. This is not to say shrimp is the end all-be all in fajitas. As a matter of fact, Shrimp does everything in it's power to be the anit-fajita. Almost flavorless, with just a touch of oceanic flavor not found in the classic, earthbound, flavorful foodstuffs one would actually keep from regretting later. Of course, there is always the hope that someone could find a way to make fajita work for Shrimp, (and since it's more expensive, [heaven knows I would not want to be responsible for anyone paying more for less!]) this translates into taking that leap.
Now that I've gone on about the dangers of Deep Sea Fajitas, I can give you the good news. After ordering and paying for Shrimp Fajitas, they never brought them out! Woo-hoo! Score one for the tree huggers! They saved my pallate and charged me for the privelidge! I think this must be what it is like to tip the baggage handler to deliver your luggage to the wrong city. Oh well, I was looking forward to the experience much the same way I look forward to cleaning blood and chocolate out of fine linens. (That was a "Rock, Paper, Scissors" game to remember...)
The combo, however, did arrive... eventually. I have ten minutes to get back to the office just as my food arrives. Puppy pouch it, my good man! Hate to eat and run, so I take the chance that Alchemy (my silver steed) will need reupholstering after this experience. The things I do for you people.
The fajitas have a good, tender consistancy, but they are plagued by two minor flaws. 1) quantity, and 2) temperature. They came to me ice cold. They were probably the best cold fajitas I've had in a while, but it would have been great to taste them at least at room temperature. This may be my fault for not eating them immediately, but I have a hard time accepting blame for bad service. I am, however, bound by integrity to rate the fajita on it's merit, not the quality, or lack thereof, of the establishment. This was a disappointing experience, but I feel I have grown from it. (Insert sappy sitcom close credit music.)
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