Paco's

Ok. I should have listened to my SoCal compadre here and NOT eaten at Senor Pacos. But the food on base was really getting to me and the Mexican dude in the sombrero in the window looked inviting from a block away. How bad could it be? Well, first of all, it was a Bangladeshi in the sombrero. Second, the menu was in Arabic. Third, they kind of aren't really sure about the difference between marinara sauce and ranchero sauce, because my relleno was covered in the former. It was like veal parmsean at first taste then my mouth got all confused when I started chewing. The beef enchilada I think was filled with hamburger helper sloppy joe mix - maybe with not so much beef. Rice was I think chopped up top ramen with peas. The beans tasted like canned - but after they were microwaved for too long then sent here via airmail. I was writing this review when my wife called to let me hear my baby girl say "bye-bye," so dinner wasn't so bad after all. I think no more Paco though for me. And don't try Googling Paco, because I'm pretty sure this isn't the kind of place that people would take pictures of and put online - just the kind wannabe food critics put on their lame blogs.

And I know - POST PICTURES! I have to wait until I get a non-DOD computer before I can capture and upload pics from my camera. Coming soon.