El Jimador — Restaurant in Lexington

So I Just Left This Place, & Let Me Tell You!!! I've Been Wanting to Try Them For a While...It Was Recommended, but Little Did I Know Its More Than one...Server Started Out, Very Rude, & Uppidty...I Tried to Look Past It...I Tried to Have a Date, & It Was Completely Ruined...We Were Doing Alright Before We Went Here...I Dont Even Know Where to Start...So After The Rudeness, We Waited a Good While Before We Were Approached...Chips & Dip, Was For Starters...Brought to US in The Middle Of a Pandemic with 1 Salsa for Dipping...Asked For More/ Seperate & Felt Like We Was Pulling Out Teeth...Never Were We Asked Were We Alright, I Ordered a Fajita Dish, With No Beef, & You Would Expect a Decent Amount Of Chicken...Picture Shows its, I Touched Nothing...Server Was IMMEDIATELY Asked Before Leaving Was This Worth Seventeen Dollars...She Couldn't Respond...Not 2 Mention, NO Tortillas Arrived With This...Just Rice...All Bad...We Asked For Sauce, it Was Brung in a Togo Cup, & The Mexican Hot Sauce Never Arrived...We Asked For a Few Things, & Never Got Them...Had to Go Up Front & Get Our Utensils, Smh...No Napkins Provided...We Then Let Them Know that We Didn't Want This Entrée...Pure Attitude!!! She Said, Whats The Problem; We AGAIN Showed Her...It Was Burnt, No Veggies, & Just a Very Unappealing Plate...They Were Not Attentive, Unsympathetic, & Low Key Racist...I Haven't Been Profiled Like That Since The Dennys Days/Lawsuit...I Ran Quick, but Not Before Paying...No Tip Though...So As We're Leaving, I Get a Business Call...I Hear My Date Say Something, & Turned Around Only to See The Other Server Running After Us...He Says, U Forgot to Pay...Smh, Now If I Wasn't On a Call He Woulda Got Cursed Out...He Then, Looks at The Receipt & Says Sorry, Smh...You Will Never Get Any Of My Money, Or My People For That Fact at...

Went here today and ordered Fajitas Degollado (they prepared a single version for me) and Mexican Street Corn Salad. My fiance ordered a T-bone. For our drinks we both got waters, and he got a bourbon and coke and I got a pitcher of strawberry frozen margarita.

His food: He said the steak was just slightly overcooked, but it was a really good steak regardless. He's pretty picky about steak, so I'll take this as a pretty good thing from him. He said his drink was made fairly strong. That's not a downside to us. He was absolutely in love with the salsa and even ordered cheese dip expecting it to be awesome too. It was.

My food: All of it was amazing and I was a huge fan of the corn salad too. The salsa was the best I've had at a Mexican place, and so was the cheese dip. The margaritas were also made quite strong, but were super tasty. I drank the whole pitcher myself.

Service: Service was a strange mix of confused and amazing. They seemed to be poorly organized with how they run their service. They also made a mistake by adding salt to my drink rim when I had asked for nothing on it (sugar would've been fine too.) That being said, a waitress bought me a to-go plate when I finished my pitcher to see if I needed anything else. When she found out I had drank the whole pitcher myself and realized I was probably pretty intoxicated, she prepped my to-go plate for me and said she had plenty of time to help out with it. Good or bad service aside, when a server goes out of their way to be personally kind to you in a way that isn't required by their job, that will always earn good marks from me. Plus I painted the concrete outside with strawberry puke so I sort of owe them the...

Standard Mexican fare, albeit far below average in comparison to the other local establishments of the same category. I did notice that the menu had a section dedicated to the declaration and explanation of the qualifications, inspirations, and what I can only describe as the "mission statement", of this establishment's resident "chef"... Which was a bit odd to me for the simple fact that such a thing doesn't exist in any other run-of-the-mill Mexican restaurants to which I've been... yet, somehow, these other restaurants consistently bang-out food 10X better (and hot, for that matter) without the aid of an over-qualified chef and his proclamation of superiority. In short: I ordered enchiladas, which came paired with a side of yellow rice. In spite of my server presenting me with, and subsequently warning me about, the proverbial "hot plate", I took a big bite of what amounted to be a damned-near frozen enchilada. After spitting said bite into a napkin, I cut open the other two enchiladas to check if they, too, were the same... Lo and behold, they were. At this point, I instead tried to eat my side of rice. After almost cracking a damned tooth, I realized that said side was riddled with numerous grains of rice that were either severely undercooked or extremely overcooked. I, again, spit-out my mouthful of food, drank the rest of my tea, paid my tab, and left... -Was I still hungry? Oh yea. -Was I also satisfied in knowing that I could cook rice better than a "culinary...