I spent this afternoon on (a semi-successful) mission 'bridesmaid frock' with my two very obliging lady besties. Being immersed in the subjective Chapel Street fashion i.e. slutty/ill-fitting/inappropriate/nauseatingly coloured dresses, and being surrounded by way too many whorebag pedestrians wearing shorts so teeny that their flaps were either hanging out the bottom or practically embossed into the fabric, I decided tonight would be for chilling out. I whipped up some calamari tacos with chilli sauce for dinner (March 2011 Gourmet Traveller p.118). It was amazing! I am going to make such a good wifey.
Based on the ThreeThousand review I called up this new Mexican restaurant and asked to make a reservation. I was told in broken English that they're not really a fine dining restaurant and you should be fine to walk in off the street on a friday night. Curious. This place turns out to be the Subway of Mexican food. There is a production line of about 10 people behind he counter. First you choose your casing, then your meat, then a range of fillings, sauces and guacamole (oh the guacamole). The whole thing is slapped into a sandwich and Bob's your uncle. Bob's actually my boss, but whatever. The service was a little slow as they're still training their staff but they were so happy/friendly and my lord was our fodder fabulous. It actually felt quite healthy too. For $21 we had a perfect dinner for two (you must try the quesadilla). The thought gone into the fit-out is on par with Grill'd and the shop is set up the same was as the Chapel St Grill'd restaurant. This place is going to become my local. I'm sure of it.
