"Once upon a time, this spot was the reigning champ of Mexican eats in Phoenix, but lately, it 's been a bit of a wild ride. The last couple of visits have been like a comedy sketch. The first round, our server and I tried to communicate through a universal language of smiles and nods, but somehow I ended up with a cup of shredded cheese instead of queso. Eventually, someone else who spoke our native tongue (English took over our table, and our original server vanished like a burrito in a buffet line. Round two was even more entertaining. We sat down with high hopes, got our chips (win! , ordered some apps, and then our server pulled a disappearing act worthy of a Vegas magic show. I had to play detective and track him down at the bar to find out where he 'd gone. Another server came to the rescue, and miraculously, the vanishing act ended just in time for our original server to pop back up and ask how we were doing. Talk about timing! Props to the bartender who stepped up and saved the night with great service and delicious food--I always go for the Spinach Queso Fundido and the Chicken/Steak Fajitas here. The portions are hearty, and those complimentary chips and salsa are like a warm hug from abuela. Despite the server shuffle, the place oozes Mexican charm with its awesome decor and margaritas that could double as jet fuel (in a good way . However, they might want to send someone in with a mop to tackle the bathroom situation. Let 's just say the aroma wasn 't exactly fiesta-friendly."
