Spicy Amigos — Restaurant in Calgary

Made a reservation. We were a party of 9 and expected it to be busy, being Cinco De Mayo. Reservation was for 7:15pm, arrived at 7:00pm. There was 3 of us, we were seated quickly, 3 more joined shortly afterwards. We sat at the table, watching the server tend to tables around us. The restaurant is small, they had 1 server on the patio that was holding his own and 1 server inside that was not. No waters, no drink order was taken, we waited....and we waited. The remaining 3 people of our party arrived at 7:40pm. No sign of the server at our table, still no waters, no drink order was taken. A member of our party got up and asked if we could get some service.

Finally, we got our drink order taken. Still no waters. 6 margaritas, 2 beers, and 8 shots of tequila. The shots of tequila came out first, the margaritas came 3 at a time, the waters, and then the beer. We realized how slow the service was going to be so we asked to place another drink order. The server told us not at that time, that he had to go and take other orders from other tables. We waited....and we waited, and we waited. Another member or our party got up and asked if we could place our food order. He was told that we were not the only table in the restaurant. OBVIOUSLY and we weren't trying to be, we were just trying to place our order.

They sent a different employee to our table to take our food order, she even took our second drink order. She apologized, didn't throw attitude, or make excuses for poor service. We placed our food order. Our second drink order trickled out. At 8:45pm our food hit the table.

The food wasn't worth the wait. The Al Pastor was dry, flavorless, and served with canned pineapple. The Tinga (spicy chicken) was flavorless, mushy, slop. A member of our group had steak tacos, and said they were good. Another member had the beef tongue, said it was alright.

There is definitely way better spots in the city. As for the service, I can honestly say I've never experienced such...

Nasty kitchen with rude staff. Went there on a weekday lunch and I waited 15min for them to open the place at 12:00PM to be first in line (they usually have long line up at lunch and service is a bit slow). The teenage kid working there that day decided to give training to the new staff while preparing my food. Zero hospitality given for taking my time during a work day to make me stand there and watch them train the new staff. They couldn’t do that before the opening I guess. The guy made my burrito, but it broke in half while he was warping it. He told the staff in training this is what happens if you are not careful with the portions and liquids. Of course the guy didn’t give me that burrito even then I was totally fine with it. He took it in the back and after 10 minutes came back with the same burrito wrapped in a new tortilla wrap. No apology or damn given for making me wait there for 20min to get my lunch and of course they charge you beforehand. I was a bit hesitant to eat the food, since I had no idea what went on in the back, but decided to eat it anyway. Bad decision as I had to leave the office and sit on a toilet for the rest of that day. Lastly, I feel their prices continues to go higher and the quality and portions lower. I know about the inflation, but you are almost paying more than every other Mexican place in Calgary (comparing with Native Tongues, Blanco, etc) and the place doesn’t even look as nice of other places. I would say avoid this place and save yourself the hassle and getting your day...

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Sopa de Tortilla

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