7 Best Mexican Restaurants in Mount Vernon

“Amazing cuisine, super clean environment. Amazing staff.“

“We waited months to eat here while we waited to move in to our house. We passed it regularly and had to wait for both of our kids to be with us to go. Boy was it worth the wait! The food was amazing. The margarita was so delicious I kept turning the decanter upside down to get the last drop. My husband gets heartburn very easily but the ingredients were so fresh he had no issue. All 5 of us had a different entree and everyone raved about what they ate. We tried 3 desserts to include one the ladies just created and they were all delicious! The plating was creative and the decor is fun! You have to visit this restaurant and meet the wonderful owners!“

“Amazing cuisine, super clean environment. Amazing staff.“

“What a great place! Amazing food and hometown hero’s ! Helped with my brothers benefit . Thanks to all at la Paloma“

“super delicious and the lady that runs it is always so sweet!“

“I happen to like Taco Bell-style Mexican Food. So I frequently choose to eat at one when I am traveling. This one hit five stars in every measurable way. Service was fast and friendly inside even though it was rush hour and a line at the drive thru.While it had the tall stools and much of the other Cafe decor it was not dark and gloomy. The menu was one of the larger and more reasonably priced I've been to. That's saying something as one of the reasons I am so fond of Taco Bell brand is they have my comfort food at an affordable price.“

“Taco Bell: A Lesson in Regret

I went to Taco Bell last night. I don’t know why. Maybe because it was late, and I was too tired to cook. Maybe because I thought, for a brief moment, that a Crunchwrap Supreme could fill the void.

The drive-thru speaker crackled when I pulled up. A voice asked me what I wanted in a tone that suggested they had long since given up on finding joy in this world. I ordered without thinking. A few tacos. A burrito. Some cinnamon twists because I figured, why not? Maybe a little sugar would make me feel something.

I waited at the window, staring at my reflection in the smudged glass. I barely recognized the person looking back. He looked tired. Like a man who has made one too many bad decisions and knows, deep down, he’s about to make another. The bag of food was handed to me without a word. I nodded in thanks. They didn’t nod back.

I drove home in silence. No music. Just the sound of my tires on the wet pavement. When I got inside, I sat at my kitchen table, unwrapped a taco, and took a bite. The shell cracked, spilling lettuce onto my lap. The meat was warm but had that unmistakable texture of something that had never truly been alive. The cheese clung desperately to the wrapper, refusing to join me in my misery.

I ate everything anyway. Not because I was hungry, but because I had committed to this path, and there was no turning back. With each bite, I felt my choices weighing heavier, not just in my stomach, but in my soul.

When it was over, I sat there for a while, staring at the empty wrappers, wondering how my life had come to this. The cinnamon twists tasted like regret.

Five stars. It was Taco Bell.“