After sneaking our dog into the hotel room and convincing the night manager that the dog "belongs to our friend" and "we are dropping her off right now", we head over to Rancho Viejo, Mexican Grill and Cantina. We thought that it was a bit odd that the most recommended restaurant in the area was this, in the middle of the passer by town. It is supposed to be authentic...so off we are to the fiesta.
* * *True to theme, we ordered margaritas of course with Patrone, as we tried to get more of an idea about this restaurant from the bartender. He says that the food is really authentic and the the live band is friends with one of the servers. Good to know!
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"Mexican food is all the same, just presented in different ways," my fellow foodie confides. As I look through, what seems like a hundred different menu items, that statement is slowly turning into fact. Me going with my instincts of baked beans, I know that I'm going to regret this later, but I love them, I decide to have a little bit of everything with the rice, and beef tacos. My compadre opts for the nachos with real cheddar cheese. That is his biggest peeve, canned cheese. He says each time that he is allergic. So we wait and sip and listen to the music. Tonight will be the last night eating on the road for us. The end is near, and reality will soon bite. 