Domingo’s was great at the rich food. I was rooted at a seat with my dad before he took his cup of numbing water and drank in the summerside. A worker could be true for giving something timely, so where the crew might escort responsibility, there wasn’t a false beginning of progress for dad and I since our forks didn’t have to lead us to confusion although employees disappeared between doors like their exchange of handling was an act of defense, professionalism, and entertainment. One waiter who helped both dad and I dreamed on of a busy crowd under the roof while signs glowed neon or lurked in the shadows on the basis of meals and forgotten receipts, when Earth moved all around us during happy hours. It was a mad deal. We basically forgot what chile verde happened to be more delicious than and I ate until dad was glad and stirred from the noise and commotion, under greetings between us and the workers through food, Mexican plates, and time-sharing action along the lines of Carne Tampique and cultural goods. Despite hints below radar or spices from tears by their presentation my whole family was closed in on satisfaction, even close to a bar with drinks and costly appetizers before desserts got recognized against the barge with dinner as a heated subject for drivers and diners alike. While my attention of dad’s character probably suggested boredom to the cashier at the front the restaurant was luring in patrons with as much interest in handled tacos, marinated steak, and wild salsa and quietly disturbed the atmosphere on so much determination to be counted on. So what was less of a decision when guarantee marked the spot inside a clean atmosphere on more songs to TV near comfort food, or was I foolish enough to recommend a painting to mom while the ambiance left the wide, expanded rooms comfortable and honeycombed to excellence? Perhaps mom and dad brought choice meals home in styrofoam containers not only for privilege but also improvement for which the crew’s smooth, healthy attitude revealed more than what was priced on a general process of cooking and Mexican cuisine. Everything seemed light and important. Constant elements of harmony rang throughout the scenery as waiters improved chips with salsa and black-and-gold containers, not to mention the rhythm and quality of a dinner salad as it sat on my table to invite the hunger in addition to positive theories. As stated, Domingo’s was proper in their promotion of tastes and we went home as happy as we could be since bacon got eaten between us, covering my steak (Carne Tampique) just like the mushrooms and beans added to my day on...
Read moreOur AirBnb host had Domingos listed as the recommended restaurant for Mexican food so we gave it a go.
We were seated immediately and shortly after sitting down we were served chips and salsa. The salsa was very bland, didn't even have enough heat for my wife who will only eat mild salsa. I asked our waiter if they had a spicier salsa and promptly brought us another bowl which packed a fair amount of heat. As you can see from my photo the basket of chips was rather small. If you look on their menu you will see that it says "CHIPS, additional baskets $1.25" I don't have a problem paying for extra chips but NOT ONCE did our waiter ask if we would like more chips. As a result we ended up with a lot of leftover salsa. (we may have been charged for the extra salsa).
I ordered a margarita on the rocks with salted rim and was satisfied as to both size and flavor.
As per usual: Not to brag, but I make pretty good Mexican cuisine myself, so I usually pass on tacos, enchiladas, burritos, & tamales, etc and go straight to the meal I find most difficult to prepare: Chile Rellenos.
I wasn't all that impressed with the presentation of the plate, but the chile rellenos were pretty good. My wife had a taco which she said was good.
Overall, with the exception of not asking if we would like more chips (which I consider a MAJOR failure) the service and food was acceptable. The highlight of the meal was desert: fried ice cream. That we REALLY enjoyed.
I give it 3 stars. If we were to visit Tehachapi again I would definitely check out other Mexican restaurants before returning here. The biggest draw being their fried ice cream. Seriously, I would stop in just for that alone.
The bill for our meals: One margarita, chips & salsa, 2 chile rellenos dish and a single taco dish, and one fried ice cream (we split it) was ~...
Read moreDomingo's used to be the best Mexican restaurant in the AV, and Kern County, but their standards have severely declined over the last decade. The service has gone from top notch, to very poor. Some days the service is almost reasonable. Other days, like 4 out of my last 5 visits, you may go in, and wait 45 minutes from being seated, until the waiter comes back to take your drink order, another 20 for your drinks, and another 30-40 for your cold, bland, dried out food, with very few other customers (maybe 2 or 3 other brave souls) or families in there to detain the "waiter".
They have also stopped making reasonable accommodations for children. The last several times i was in there, they brought my son's water (he was 4 by the way) in a glass stemmed chalice, instead of the styrofoam cup with a lid and straw like they used to; and I had to sit there and have my son demonstrate his inability to get his hands around the oversized glass, before the waiter finally brought out a smaller cup. Also, the one time out of the last five, that our food was served warm, they brought my son's plate to him, so hot, that the cheese and beans were actually sizzling and popping on his plate. I burned my hand on it, stopping his hand before he touched it; it was a pretty bad burn to, blistered up and everything. I have no idea how a "professional waiter" could be that careless, and stick a 200 degree (it was probably hotter than that) plate in front of a child.
Bottom line: this used to be a great place, and I keep hoping it will return to its former glory, but at the moment, I can't recommend this restaurant to anyone until it...
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