Nacho Hippo — Restaurant in North Myrtle Beach

I've never once left a 1 star review, but this is the first. Nacho Hippo was highly recommended, but my visit there was terrible. Easily the worst restaurant ive eaten at during my stay this year in Myrtle Beach. First, my table ordered two Chimichanga's stuffed with beef and cheese. Both were delivered raw. Some beef was cooked, other pieces were completely raw as if there was not enough meat cooked so some extra was quickly tossed on the grill to fill the Chimichanga's. My table sent this food back 15 minutes after we asked for our waitress twice and no one appeared. The cook came out and told us the hemoglobin was what was making the beef appear uncooked. I've had so many different types of beef and have had it cooked an insanely different number of ways. I know when beef is uncooked and when it is hemoglobin/spiced to appear uncooked. Then the waitress said she didn't want to come to our table because she heard we were upset so she told the manager to go out and speak with us. The waitress then told us that the beef only looks uncooked because of the seasoning that the cook uses. So which one is it? Hemoglobin or seasoning? Secondly, some of the staff members there act and appear to be high on some sort of drug while they are working. Our entire table was weirded out by one server who would mumble and deliver food wearing sunglasses and then proceeded to deliver the wrong food and insist that we were incorrect in what we ordered (pork vs chicken). Guy told us it was chicken and one of our party said they ordered pork and the guy goes: "yeah that's what I said" even though we didn't get the correct item we ordered. I've worked in restaurants, I've eaten tacos and burritos, this place is not it. Uncooked food, cracked out/drugged up staff. Definitely won't be back again. Oh and also, want water refilled or sweet tea refilled? Your server will proceed to walk to the side of the bar and grab a large pitcher that just sits there all day with customers walking past them and flys flying around inside the restaurant. It's disgusting. Why would you use pitchers like it's a little kids birthday at a bowling alley with drink pitchers sitting in the hot sun all day with flies and other bugs flying around inside of the restaurant? It reminded me of a community watering jug the way they were just sitting out in the open right where customers were...

If there were a Nobel Prize for nachos and margaritas, Nacho Hippo would already have a wing in Stockholm named after them. Let me start with the margaritas: absolutely on par. By “on par,” I mean so dangerously well-balanced and delicious that I briefly considered drafting a will before ordering a second round. Frances, the bartender, is nothing short of a margarita maestro—equal parts charm, skill, and sorcery. Frances doesn’t just pour drinks; she delivers liquid joy in a salted-rimmed glass with the kind of precision that would make NASA jealous.

Now, let’s talk about the nachos. These aren’t just nachos—they’re a structural engineering feat. A tower of crispy chips blanketed in cheese, toppings, and the kind of flavor that could unite rival nations over a shared plate. Each bite is a declaration of independence from boring bar food. And then there’s the shrimp bowl. Divine doesn’t even cut it—this bowl must have been whispered into existence by Poseidon himself. Juicy shrimp, perfectly seasoned, and nestled in a bed of goodness that made me want to adopt it as my emotional support entrée.

The interior? Quirky doesn’t do it justice. It’s like someone blended a fiesta, a circus, and an eccentric art gallery into a single glorious space. Every corner has a wink of personality, every wall a story, and every seat a front-row ticket to good vibes. If Salvador Dalí had decided to open a taco shack, it would look suspiciously like Nacho Hippo.

And here’s the kicker: the prices. You’d think with this level of culinary wizardry and delightful weirdness, you’d be asked to mortgage your house. But no—Nacho Hippo keeps it reasonable. It’s the kind of bill you look at and think, “Surely they’ve made a mistake—but I’m not telling.”

So hats off (sombreros, in fact) to Nacho Hippo. Between Frances’s spectacular bartending, nachos that defy gravity, shrimp bowls that channel the gods, and an atmosphere that could make even the grumpiest soul crack a smile, this place is less a restaurant and more a...

This place had such a cool vibe, was decently priced, had huge drinks, and delicious food! We sat outside under bright colorful lights, providing a fun atmosphere. We got the Bleep Hole Nachos (jerk chicken nachos) for an appetizer, and we all devoured them. Honestly, they made the rest of our food almost seem bland, simply because they were so flavorful. They were the perfect blend of spicy, sweet, salty, and umami. Every one of us wished we would've ordered more! My mom got the smothered burrito. It was huge and tasted okay. She said it was average and was fairly bland, and the rice was a bit under cooked. She got the grande margarita, which was weak but tasted good and was fun. My dad got the day after nachos. He said they were traditional, cheesy, and the chili beans were a good cooling addition. The seasoned taco beef wasn't too flavorful, but it definitely hit the spot. For a drink, he got the drunken cooler. This was so sweet and huge, but again, not too strong. My boyfriend got the bangin shrimp taco was lacking in shrimp, but shrimp was juicy, and the sauce was sweet and tangy. He also got the Carolina kid taco, which had a decent amount of pork and was nice and tender. I got the kahuna taco, which was absolutely amazing. The pulled chicken was so tender and had the perfect ratio of sauce. The pineapple salsa and slaw were the perfect accompaniment, providing a fresh crunch and sweetness. I got the fried plantains as a side, and oh goodness, they hit the spot. They were such a shake up from the traditional side of fries and were so sweet, melty, and delightful. I definitely recommend hitting up this spot while in North...