Tacos el Plebe — Restaurant in McAllen

“Taco Trashcan”, a restaurant so deplorable it makes a dumpster dive seem like fine dining. This place is a masterclass in salty food, racist vibes, and service so bad it could star in a horror flick. Hold tight, because I’m about to drag this joint harder than a bad Yelp review at a roast battle. The food? Oh, spare me. Those four pathetic tacos were so salty, they could’ve been used to preserve mummies in a cursed pyramid. We’re talking sodium levels that make a salt flat blush. Fifteen bucks for that trash? Are you huffing expired pico de gallo? I could swing by a sketchy taco truck, grab eight tacos for six bucks, and still have change for a paleta that doesn’t taste like betrayal. These tacos were so overpriced, I’m pretty sure they came with a side of the chef’s unpaid parking tickets. The ambiance? Picture a goth kid’s fever dream after a breakup with their vape pen. Everyone’s draped in black, moping like they’re auditioning for a vampire-themed funeral. The place had the charm of a condemned laundromat, with lighting so dim I nearly ate my napkin thinking it was a tortilla. And the service? A straight-up war crime. We waited an hour for our waiter—a female server rocking a dyke-chic vibe so intense, I thought she might start a riot instead of taking our order. When she finally chucked some water at us, it felt like we’d been knighted by a grumpy warlord… until we waited another hour for a sad little lime and a squirt of sauce. SAUCE. Not a gold-plated taco, just SAUCE. The food didn’t show up for another 30 minutes, by which point I was ready to start gnawing on the chair and calling it “avant-garde cuisine.” Now, let’s talk about the staff’s delightful habit of turning our dinner into a racist escape room. We’re a mixed couple, and apparently, that was their signal to treat us like we snuck into their exclusive hipster speakeasy. My wife, who’s Asian, kept getting slammed with “Hola, amiga” nonsense, despite saying, “I don’t speak Spanish” so many times, I thought she’d need a billboard. The server hit us with a glare that screamed, “You’re not trendy enough for our overpriced cilantro.” Was it our outfits? Were we not sporting enough artisanal beanies? Or did they just see “mixed couple” and decide to dial up the bigotry to maximum? They dodged us like we were contagious, never once checking if we needed refills or, I don’t know, a crumb of human decency. I’ve gotten better service from a gas station hot dog roller. And the cherry on this flaming pile of incompetence? The check—or rather, the check that ghosted us harder than a catfish on a dating app. We sat there for 35 minutes, aging like guacamole in the sun, while the staff flopped around like headless chickens in a bad sitcom. Our waiter was MIA—probably off practicing her scowl in a dive bar somewhere. I was ready to stage a dine-and-dash, but my wife was dead-set on those ludicrous tacos, so I stayed, fuming like a habanero in a microwave. Finally, I had to stomp up and demand the check myself, because “service” here apparently means “make the customer beg for the privilege of paying you.” And the gall of it all? They slapped a tip line on the bill. A TIP. For what? Ignoring us? Misracing my wife? Serving us salt with a side of shade? I’d rather tip a stray dog—it’d at least have the courtesy to bark before ignoring me. In short, Taco Trashcan is where joy goes to get shanked and bank accounts go to scream. If you’re dying for overpriced slop, service slower than a tortoise on tranquilizers, and a heaping side of casual prejudice, this is your paradise. Me? I’d rather eat a moldy quesadilla from a back-alley vendor than step foot in this clown show again. Burn it to the ground and...

Wow!! I promise you will not be disappointed with this taco place. First of all the environment is so chill. It would be a great spot to drink and have some good tunes and great vibes. But there are 2 sections. Today I chose to eat inside due to the weather. Tge inside is super nice and really clean. There were open tables so we got seated so quick. Also the wait time is average. About 5 to 10 minutes for your order to come out. Which I find pretty acceptable. I ordered the tacos de asada. For those that don't know asada is pretty much the default neat when it comes to tacos. But there are other kinds of meats that just as good. I for the asada because I wanted to judge this place for its most common taco. But they are not lacking in ideas for specialty tacos. The asada was perfectly seasoned and cut very small. I asked mine for no cilantro. Now because most tacos come with cilantro it's can be hard for the cook to not grab a handful of cilantro and throw it on your order of tacos. So when cooks mess up my order I understand and politely send it back. But this place made sure that there was not even a little cilantro on my place. I really appreciated that. The tortilla was so crispty but still foldable. And bot drenched in grease. The flavor on the taco was spot on and so delicious. I also ordered a Taki taco. It comes with white cheese,asada, and crushed up takis. It was pretty good but there is so much going in that taco that I would only get one and not the whole order. But very very good. The outside part of this restraunt was super cool. It has multiple large tvs. And a cook truck also that takes your order and cooks it right there and then. There are multiple tables/benches. And right now because of the weather they have a bunch of large heaters that keep you warm if you decide to eat outside. I did not get to enjoy the outside part but I will. Cause I'm coming back for sure. The staff was attentive and super nice. But just in case they have little buttons on the table so that you can call your server. These tacos are super good. And...

Like the stars I rated point out, the food was ok. Not the rave lots of people were posting about but otherwise good. I did like the cheese between both tortillas. That helps to keep the taco together and makes more room in the taco for more of the protein. Beef, pork, chicken in various forms. Birria, asada etc. the open air seating was seeing a lot of traffic and the inside was pretty empty. Big screen playing 80’s videos was cool. Sound wasn’t to loud and even though it was outside, one section had a metal roof and another there was a party tent erected as a dining room. Good effort by the owners. Also there was artificial turf throughout the outside floor. I’m sure the staff who are in their feet all day appreciate that. Tables were clean and the staff was friendly, however our waiter came around very seldom and there wasn’t a lot of people. I did notice that the lady sitting next to our group was getting better service from a waitress. Anyway back to the food. You have to say if you want the charro beans because I’m sure other places waste a lot of food in that department and if you opt for the frijoles mamalones (bad ass beans) the picture on me he shows a bowl with beef and cheese mixed into the beans, our friend whom ordered them got a 6oz styrofoam cup☹️ we ordered the sampler taco plate. 5 different tacos. All were described really well in the menu. The only reason I knew I was eating the one with the pineapple is because it had a piece of pineapple in it and the birria taco well you can’t miss that one. The other 3 I didn’t know what they were. Chicken and pork is my guess as that is what I read. We entered through the front door and walked through the building and out the back where we found the patio dining. There is a side entrance to the patio on the south side of...