Uncle, Uncle, Uncle!!!
I give up, Tio... Donde esta mi chips y salsa?
The Herschel's Platter tackled my ass like the border patrol - Chicken enchilada, cheese chile relleno, pork tamale, beef taco al carbon... Served with rice, frijoles a la charra and warm store bought flour tortillas. If you don't pace yourself, you'll end up with the Hershey Squirts.
Wash that hot mess down with a margarita or two... You just might spy Baton Bob do a Swirl and a twirl on a Friday night. Or is that Charo jiggling his churros? Watch out Pink Fury... Coochie, coochie!!!
The entire menu can be summed up in one word: Corporate.
But recently the Tex-Mex fare has been somewhat above average. Attention to ingredients, price/portion ratio and quality control are self evident... Routine, nothing mindblowing. Is this any way, shape or form authentic? Hellz no, but how many gringos have the cojones to venture out to Buford Hwy to get the real deal... Nada.
Translation: Si senor, it's still "safe" for all y'all 'pan blancos' out there.
Asi asi...
1860 Peachtree Rd NE
Atlanta, GA 30309
(404) 350-6767
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