Dinner at Maria Bonita TacoBar

Piscos turned a bit sour

Pay
€€
Per Person Shared Nachos, 3 Tacos, 1/4 dessert 1 cocktail, 1 coronita  €22-25

Basics
Reservations Operating 2030 and 2230 sittings, at least on Saturdays.
Location On Fb




In Short
Hopes? A touch of the Mexican.
Reality? Not as much fun as it should be.
First Impressions? It looks jolly smart. Nice entrance hall and bar.
A USP? A varied-sounding offer of tacos and classics.
The food in three words? Mostly moreish Mexican.
Can they get the staff? Plenty of them about.
Service with a smile? Not unfriendly, but it's all in the tone.
Would you take your friends? I'd...think about it.
Rating for a dating? Are tacos dating food? I have not a Scooby, but suspect not.
Tip? Only to tidy the billing up.
If you could change one thing, what would it be? The staff, and I use this phrase for the first time in my life, need to take a huge chill pill. Or six.
Going back? Not on a two-sitting night, no.
Maria Bonita
In Pictures
On Google Images

In Depth
You know when you write a school report on a problem student? You don't? Lucky, lucky you. Well, fortunate reader, it often runs thus. Your opening gambit is positive. Amiable. Reasonable. Then, point made, you can stick the boot in. At worst you'll relieve your stress. At best the little moppet might buck their ideas up. One thing. Be sure to use copious amounts of moral-high ground grabbing idiom.
Disappointed. Surely could do better.  Needs to think a bit more about the impression they make. Has got real potential.
Rinky-dinky-dink. Job done. Open the bottle of Ribeira!

So you know what's coming. Those with busy lives can gloss the rest and get that first latte of the day in. For the hardcore obessives (hello, both), here we go. Three deep breaths, and -

Well, the food's pretty good. A decent, and jolly big plate of nachos was shared comfortably by 5 of us. Could have done with a splodge or two more of spicy chilli-tomato sauce maybe, but it was satisfying. The plates of three tacos, mostly coming in at €3/taco, were good too. I had a decent guaco and steak one and got to try some solid mole and cochinita pibil variations. The CochPib was nicely juicy and, thankfully, less fruity than my last one. And we discovered a top-notch dessert. Who'd have thought tequila, honey and lemon sorbet, stuck on a a deep-fried pastry disc thing would work, but it did its thing very nicely.

Cocktails managed an 80% hitrate. The margaritas arrived like lime and tequila slush puppies. One tasted like it was minus the tequila...and the lime. The others were much better-fuelled. Two Pisco Sours were consistent and very nicely done.

The nice-but-dim lighting does mean the black and yellow menusheet needs a bit of squinting at, but the decor's great. A rather classical design, not trying too hard and, despite being pretty busy not a noisy or over-bearing space.

But.

But?

No. However. Online, reviews are falling over themselves. It's clearly an immensely popular place. But if eating somewhere winds you up, honestly, what else can one say?

So. Here beginneth the lesson. Fully-laced DM. Preparest thyself. In, thou shalt be put.

Disappointed. 

Oh yes. They couldn't - wouldn't? - provide any more Pisco Sours half an hour after opening for the evening. Could they not have popped out to Carrefour Express 100m away for more eggs? Or was it simply too much work as they were going to be busy?
Surely could do better. 
The food itself is fine. Pretty much recommendable. But there's simply not enough attention to detail. No, there's no attention to detail. The one and only tiny pot of chilli sauce came with one lot of tacos. No tomatillo sauce. No other little surprise pots of odd Mexican goodness to add some fun. No wedges of lime on the side. And 25g of nuts as an aperitif? For five people? Really? Is that the best you can do? And, what's this with straws in margaritas? What's the point of salt around the rim if you want me to suck it, see?
Needs to think a bit more about the impression they make.
Success often leads to split sittings. But it can mean compacency too. 2 hours from an 8.30 start won't be the most leisurely meal, but with prompt service - and diners - it's fine. And, good news. The service is really prompt. As were we. But the staff seem to think 2 hours lasts 90 minutes. Do I need to be rushed? Plates and glasses whipped away within seconds of being finished (or not in some cases)? As if this was an end-of-the-pier novelty act?
You know the answers. This place didn't trust me to play by the rules they'd told me. Conclusion?They wanted the table ready again in two hours, and didn't care that we knew it. So I felt pretty unwelcome and won't do that again.
Has got real potential
Of course. It's a really nice space. It's a decent menu, with plenty on it. The cocktails, when they're good - and/or actually there to be drunk - are good. The dessert we tried was a real winner.

It's just, grrrrrr. It's what the teacher wants to say to the dozy student who doesn't know how lucky they are.

Pull your finger out, for goodness sake.