Tex-Mex Restaurants in Enid

“Wonderful food and service“

“First time going here for any meals since the facility was know as Taco Grande.
The food was very good and plenty of it.
The place is very busy so parking can be a little tough to find.
Would highly recommend to satisfy your need for Mexican food.

Parking: Popular restaurant so parking can be a bit tough

Wheelchair accessibility: I don't use a wheelchair but it looks like it might be a little bit difficult to move around“

“This Taco Bell was clean and well managed. The food was tacoey and belley. I ordered the 3 Tacos Supreme meal and was satisfied with the quality and volume of my food. There are two main complaints I have about this location.

1 The restaurant was completely inundated with the onslaught of orders for the evening meal. This is a city of over fifty thousand people. Build another Taco Bell for the undeserved part of town or expand the kitchen to accommodate more taco artists.

2 (this does not reflect on the establishment) The patrons lacked self awareness specially and socially. I walk with a brisk, deliberate stride and on three separate occasions during my visit, I was midway through walking ten or more feet and a fully grown adult, presumably with a valid license to operate an automobile, would decide to move to another location, and place himself directly in my path. Do you remember back in Algebra class when they would describe two people with different points of origin and destinations - then you had to calculate how to make the people cross paths based on speeds or times of starting... These people took that stuff seriously The club they formed took a field trip to the Enid OK Taco Bell and they all agreed that I was the person in front of whom they would walk. I'm not talking about meaningful movement. No, they were lackadaisical and floppy. They moved with the same lack of urgency one would expect from someone in Walmart wearing pajama pants and dingy used-to-be pink house slippers. Each of the three people seemed surprised when they noticed me, but they were polite. I couldn't help but wonder, though, if it was my presence that was surprising, if it was the idea that their poorly planned movement may have blocked someone else, or if pretending to be caught off guard was all part of the performance art promoted by the Enid Algebra Intersection Club.

Next time I go to Enid, I'm going to see how much the dues are.“