Tacos El Pastor — Restaurant in Paradise

A week ago on Saturday around 11pm we went for some tacos. You will have to wait in line for each taco flavor that you want, that’s right, you need to go in separate waiting lines for different meats.

The above is not the main reason for this review. The real issue was with the taco maker that was making the cabeza and suadero. He made 2 of my tacos normal but the 3rd one was evidently way smaller having less than half the meat. I noticed how he was lazy to reach for a little more meat from an oil pan and chop it to complete my 3rd taco.

After 3 waiting lines I headed to the cashiers line and when I reach to her I told her I didn’t want my third taco and show her how poorly it was served (let me remind you these tacos are almost $5 each). She didn’t know what to do and said she will ask her manager who was in the same cashier area almost right next to her. When the manager approached me she asked me what’s going on. I asked her if her employee had told her what the issue was and even though the cashier had already told her she said no you have to tell me what’s going on in a rude way. So I told her again and show her the poorly served taco and she looked at it and said nothing when I asked her if that taco looked like the rest of others. As a manager she then said, "well then go back to the taco maker and tell him the issue". Yes she wanted me to go in line again and make me argue with the taco maker. At this point out of frustration I told her I didn’t not want to pay for that taco and that she can take it off my plate. She then immediately proceeded with her dirty hands, working in the cashiers section, and grabbed the taco and dumped it in the trash with an attitude as if it was my fault.

Yes that poor criteria, lazy, and rude is Fernanda. She was also not busy at the moment.

Eating at the tables when I needed a napkin I realized the napkin holder was empty, I finished my tacos without a napkin because I didn’t want to deal with Fernanda again, but to my surprise when ready to leave I look around the rest of the empty tables an none of them have napkins, meaning while the busser bus girl is starring at her phone for 5minutes. I went to her (she is always standing close to the bathroom entrance, maybe that’s where the camera doesn’t see her? I don’t know) and ask her why she is not refilling tha napkins at the tables, and she replies to me that’s because is busy (it was not) and she didn’t have time for it. I told her I noticed her in her phone for 5 mins when I was eating my tacos and she had the guts to deny it in my face. I told her you are not fooling anyone and you should work hard.

That’s my story guys. And don’t get me wrong I had a good experience the first time I was here and the 2nd time the guy in front of me got a massive taco and when it was my turn the taco maker was a nice short guy that a tall guy pushed away and looked at him mad and made my taco way smaller but still decent. That’s time I didn’t say anything but it was Fernanda who was the cashier and I paid right after the guy with the huge taco and in a friendly matter I told her oh look how much bigger his taco is, and she nervously responded, oh I don’t know I charge him for a quesadilla. I’m right there and she was not smart enough to realize I can hear and see that that guy was not charged for a quesadilla and that his taco clearly didn’t not have cheese. But wathever I let that time slip the issue.

This is leading me to a personal conclusion that the taco makers often will prepare your tacos heavily based on where they think you are from and how you look. One of the main reasons might be that every taco maker has its own tipping jar. Additionally the cashiers also have their tipping jar. I mean wats next? Tipping jars at the toilets?

The 3 times I been there Fernanda is always there, so unless she is family or they can’t find another manager willing to cover all their night shifts, the owners shout take a hard look at her problem solving skills. And please don’t ever again touch the client’s food with your...

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Worst tacos I have ever had. Went here instead of Tacos El Gordo because I was trying to save some time(and maybe give this new spot a chance). In hopes of not paying $4 a taco and waiting in long lines, I decided to give this spot a try. Wow was I wrong. The spot was empty when I showed up which should have been a huge red flag from the get go. I decided to order and saw the tacos were also $4 a piece, another red flag. They also had 4 different lines, like their counterparts. I went forward and ordered 3 different meats and when I was handed my tacos they had no wrapping. I thought it was a joke at first until I asked the taco man why didn't he wrap my tacos, his answer was tell the cashier. Never has this ever happened to me in all my years of eating out at different taquerias. Coming from Southern California, Tacos come with their foil and condiments on the side. The cashier proceeds to tell me they don't do that here. Which was hilarious, considering I ordered enough tacos to feed a whole family. I would have been totally fine with all this, had the tacos been at least decent. The tacos were cold, stale and just not good. By the time I sat down to eat, my appetite went south but I still ate them because surprise, surprise, I paid $80 for my family to eat. Steer clear of this spot and go to Gordos. Not only is Gordos superior in every aspect, they know what they do. Worst tacos I have ever had in my whole life and I consider myself a taco conessuer....