Señor Mangos — Restaurant in San Diego

edit, deleted original: unfortunately the more you frequent a business, the more you see the real sides to it. disappointingly, this one does not pride itself on retaining customers. I get about 4-6 bowls a month from this place after yoga, more when I’m with my sister. the last time, I ordered two bowls and took them to trolley barn park with my sis for a date, it’s 3 minutes away and we do this often and don’t have this experience. both bowls were melted from the first bite, but I didn’t call or come back because we only had about an hour together so I took pictures knowing I frequent this place so often and we spent our time together. today, I came back in and showed the lady at the register the pictures and videos and kindly shared my experience and asked if a manager could comp today’s bowl. she said she could ask the manager but because I didn’t call, they might be able to do a discount. absolutely no accountability, no apology, nothing that would make the situation better but placing the onus on me because I didn’t call that day or “come back.” when she came back she said the same thing, no manager came, and she offered me 20% off. I purchased two melted bowls with extras like hemp seeds but was asking for one regular bowl to be comped, she said “I believe you, but açaí melts and because you didn’t call, I only have a discount for you.” again, putting the onus on me instead of owning their mistake and making it right and being condescending with the “açaí melts.” honestly, it was her demeanor that turned me off the most, this wasn’t my first time with a less than ideal bowl but a kind person at the register or decent customer service can make up for anything. I asked her if she was willing to lose a repeat customer over it, and clearly they are— I declined the 20% and left, and I’m very disappointed in today’s...

FRESH : FRIENDLY : aFFORDABLE : FRUITY (and torta)-GOODNESS!

you know those places that dont even have to try being awesome? Mr. Mango, i declare, is my latest discovery of natural-born greatness. just as in the field of dreams...put the fresh fruit out, and the people will come.

i had the desire for something satisfying--but not heavy---for lunch-deliciousness this past weekend. my bar has been set pretty high lately and there is no time for mediocrity in my lil foodie world! oooooh le mangos! originally bookmarked for watermelon [smoothie] goodness, i remembered there were food options as well.

the outcome? nothing but major hits.

TORTAS. GET. We both got the chicken torta and wowz, that is one satisfying sandwich. the accompanying peppers initially scared me from biting into...but i was informed they were of mild spiciness and truly enhanced the flavors of the sandwich. we begun with a nibble of the pepper, then a bite of the torta...but eventually the peppers made it layered in the sandwich completely.

AGUA FRESCAS. DOUBLE GET. I had the watermelon (of course) and wow...refreshing. I'm a big avocate for juice beverages that are light and naturally sweet.

STRAWBERRIES & CREAM. TRIPPLE GET. What a perfect ending to the meal. Shared between the 2 of us it was heaven in a plastic cup. Fresh strawberries enveloped in sweet creamy goodness and granola. that is my kind of dessert.

A torta and agua fresta comes out to roughly $7...the proportions are more than generous and there is no doubt they put the time and thought into preparation of the food. its not thrown together, but doesnt take a tremendous amount of time to get either.

this is a place to eat at people. i left happy and contently full...and proud i satisfied my continued search of the best food...

What a gem of a deli, smoothie, fruit bowl oasis! Thank goodness this place is within walking distance, because parking can be a nightmare. Their menu has the San Diego staples that other travel near and far for. Trotting on into this place, I had a nice conversation with the cashier who was able to give me more info that wasn’t necessarily on their menu (the açaí bowl, the option to get a cup size instead of a bowl size). He was v helpful, and I was so impressed with the size and contents of my bowl, that I didn’t even remember that I was on a soul-sucking diet that takes away from my existence and brings inevitable impending doom... as you can see, my fiancé was the proud owner of that delicious looking torta. Which was huge, and again, tormenting to my eyes it looked so good. Safe to say, I can’t wait for this diet nightmare to be over so I can eat my weight in carbs at Senor...