I was raised on the same street as El Milagro and am not too surprised by their success because that whole family worked the business . What was once just a tortilla store has opened a small taqueria with on of the best steak tacos I have ever tasted. It quite the experience.
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I've been going to this restaurant for years & sadly I will not be doing that anymore... it's very understandable during these difficult times that service may be slower than usual & the overtly rude order taker did advise me of this before he took my order. Not minding the wait I gave my order, took my number & found a table. Lobby tables are now surrounded in Plexi-glass, ok again no biggie but I saw people crawl out of these" Pods" after their meals & others sit after a server ,ever so gently & no where near thorough enough , passed a rag across the table...hmm. Still I made the choice to stick it out & stay in a "Pod-Free" zone. The equally as rude & very abrupt server ever so roughly bangs my food onto the table which may or nay not have been gently passed over with a rag? As she quickly scurried away I look down at my plate only to discover it's not my food she threw but that of some other unsuspecting customer. As I yell for the running server I note the 27 minutes I've already been there. My server advises me that I must go back to Rude worker #1 & advise him of his mistake ?I explain my order as entered on my receipt is ok but the shaken mess on my plate is, (in my very slow hear me voice) not my order Rude worker #2 advises me again ( in her rude "Because I said so voice) to go back to Mr. RUDE #1. NRXRUDE #1 advises me that in order to fix MY PROBLEM I would have to get back in line. With my head bowed from being scolded by these 2 I glance up only to see the line extends outside the door & once outside there was a Hangry mob that stretched for as far as the eye could see. Now with my frozen tussled food I slowly inch my way back to my frightful place in line. Once I find my place as the sun starts to fall a very friendly equally Hangry customer says "you shouldn't have to wait in line. Go back in & tell them you would like what you paid for ! Well, me & my new found confidence walk past the Parade of Hangry patrons & enter the lion's den again. I apologized to the very nice Hangry patron at the register & preceeded to plead, & beg, my case. Mr. Rude #1 has now officially had enough of me & orders Miss Rude #3 to bring me my order. Mystery plate disappears only to reappear a few minutes later with previously tossed around beans & Ensalada?But it's late, duty calls so I grin & bear it !Meat is warm & flavorless, tortillas are now stiff cold rememberanc of a tortilla & the previously tossed around Ensalada is no longer Ensalada but instead a food processor cut poor sour & bitter excuse for what used to be a great product! Parting is not sweet sorrow & I'm 100% done giving them my hard earned buckaroo!
I was raised on the same street as El Milagro and am not too surprised by their success because that whole family worked the business . What was once just a tortilla store has opened a small taqueria with on of the best steak tacos I have ever tasted. It quite the experience.
I've been going to this restaurant for years & sadly I will not be doing that anymore... it's very understandable during these difficult times that service may be slower than usual & the overtly rude order taker did advise me of this before he took my order. Not minding the wait I gave my order, took my number & found a table. Lobby tables are now surrounded in Plexi-glass, ok again no biggie but I saw people crawl out of these" Pods" after their meals & others sit after a server ,ever so gently & no where near thorough enough , passed a rag across the table...hmm. Still I made the choice to stick it out & stay in a "Pod-Free" zone. The equally as rude & very abrupt server ever so roughly bangs my food onto the table which may or nay not have been gently passed over with a rag? As she quickly scurried away I look down at my plate only to discover it's not my food she threw but that of some other unsuspecting customer. As I yell for the running server I note the 27 minutes I've already been there. My server advises me that I must go back to Rude worker #1 & advise him of his mistake ?I explain my order as entered on my receipt is ok but the shaken mess on my plate is, (in my very slow hear me voice) not my order Rude worker #2 advises me again ( in her rude "Because I said so voice) to go back to Mr. RUDE #1. NRXRUDE #1 advises me that in order to fix MY PROBLEM I would have to get back in line. With my head bowed from being scolded by these 2 I glance up only to see the line extends outside the door & once outside there was a Hangry mob that stretched for as far as the eye could see. Now with my frozen tussled food I slowly inch my way back to my frightful place in line. Once I find my place as the sun starts to fall a very friendly equally Hangry customer says "you shouldn't have to wait in line. Go back in & tell them you would like what you paid for ! Well, me & my new found confidence walk past the Parade of Hangry patrons & enter the lion's den again. I apologized to the very nice Hangry patron at the register & preceeded to plead, & beg, my case. Mr. Rude #1 has now officially had enough of me & orders Miss Rude #3 to bring me my order. Mystery plate disappears only to reappear a few minutes later with previously tossed around beans & Ensalada?But it's late, duty calls so I grin & bear it !Meat is warm & flavorless, tortillas are now stiff cold rememberanc of a tortilla & the previously tossed around Ensalada is no longer Ensalada but instead a food processor cut poor sour & bitter excuse for what used to be a great product! Parting is not sweet sorrow & I'm 100% done giving them my hard earned buckaroo!
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