Tipsy Taco — Restaurant in South Carolina

We went into this tipsy taco excited to eat what we’ve all had before. Just at another location. Greeter was nice, sat us down and gave menus. We get our server named Mattie and she didn’t introduce herself, only know her name due to the tag on her shirt. Took our drink orders and when she came back she forgot two people’s drinks and honestly acted as though it was our fault. My sister asked for lemon water which Mattie repeated back to her prior to leaving. She came back with no lemon. Mattie goes we have lemon water you just have to ask for it. Uh she did! My nephew was missing his drink. That was all confusing to us because she had the little machine in her hands typing all of this in there. There were 3 adults, 2 teenagers, and 3 children, which was considered a “large party.” She took our food orders and that was that, nothing from her until our food was ready. Most of the time when someone orders something you’re usually asked if you want everything that comes on there. Welp not Mattie, so she had to take back some nachos for them to be remade. When they brought us out our food, we were missing my youngest nieces food but no one said anything about it being made or coming out shortly. She finally brought the food out and said we were waiting on this to be made. She dropped off our food and kept it moving, they were NOT busy at all. What was the rush you ask ? Couldn’t tell ya. Only one of the children were given a kids cup the others we had to ask for. My sister was the only one who’d never been there before so she had no clue what she wanted. She ordered her food well after the rest of us getting ours. Mattie came to take her order with the phone thingy in her pocket, not pulling it out at all to put the order in. Mattie came back and asked my sister what was her third taco choice. Instead of her putting the order in the phone she said ok and walked away. Ten minutes later, some other server comes and asks my sister YET AGAIN what her third taco was.Mattie was MIA. Which then added 5 for minutes of waiting time. Now someone reading this might think that this is petty stuff to be pointing out, but if you’ve had good service before you’d notice these things too. The thing that really makes me leave this review at the rating I am is we were NEVER informed of the “large party gratuity.” Which is automatically 20% ! So Mattie got a $30 tip that she didn’t even work for. Honestly had we been told this information prior to ordering we wouldn’t have eaten there. That is the type of information that you tell people about in the beginning. Some people budget things out and that could’ve really hurt someone who wasn’t prepared to pay the bill. I’ve always been under the impression that you work for your tip. Not leaving anything is wrong, that’s not us she would’ve gotten her tip just not $30 worth. Our bill was outrageous and only became that way because of the automatic 20%! I’m a fan of tipsy taco and so is my husband, I’m not sure what this one has going on but Mattie could use some more server friendly training or simply just stick to seating people. We’re going to stick to our...

Tipsy Taco: Where My Inner Taco Bell Fan Met My Inner Fancy Pants (and They Agreed to Disagree) Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because we're diving into the vibrant, sometimes bewildering, world of Tipsy Taco. I walked in, eyes wide with the promise of "Tex-Mex with a twist," which, let's be honest, usually means they put cilantro on everything and call it fusion. But I'm a brave soul, and my stomach was rumbling a mariachi tune. First impressions? The place is buzzing! It's got that lively, slightly chaotic energy that makes you feel like you're at a party, even if your party consists solely of you and an overwhelming craving for chips and queso. The decor is colorful, a little quirky, and definitely not afraid of a good sombrero (metaphorically speaking, I didn't see any actual sombreros. Yet.) Now, for the main event: the tacos. This is where Tipsy Taco truly shines... and occasionally makes you scratch your head. They have a menu that's more diverse than my Spotify playlist, with everything from classic carne asada to things I'm pretty sure involved Korean BBQ. I bravely ventured into the "something new" territory, and let me tell you, it was an adventure. Some tacos were a revelation – a perfect symphony of flavors that made me want to write a sonnet. Others were... interesting. Like that one time I tried to cook gourmet ramen and ended up with noodle soup with extra feelings. But hey, points for creativity! The margaritas? Oh, the margaritas. They are aptly named "Tipsy" for a reason. One sip, and you might find yourself attempting to conjugate Spanish verbs you learned in high school, only to realize you're just slurring "queso." They're potent, they're refreshing, and they definitely help you forget if that last taco was a culinary masterpiece or a curious experiment gone slightly awry. The chips and queso were, as always, a comforting embrace. Like a warm hug from a cheesy blanket. I could probably live on their queso alone, if that were socially acceptable. And the service was speedy and friendly, which is always a bonus when your hunger levels are approaching "hangry" territory. My only minor critique (and it's a small one, like a tiny chihuahua in a giant sombrero) is that sometimes, with so many "twists," the classic flavors can get a little lost in the shuffle. It's like a rock band trying to play jazz fusion – sometimes it works, sometimes you just want them to stick to the hits. But all in all, Tipsy Taco is a good time. It's a place where you can try new things, get a little tipsy (responsibly, of course!), and leave feeling full, even if you're still debating whether that "Seoul Mate" taco truly spoke to your soul or just your adventurous side. I'd definitely go back, maybe with a more defined game plan for my taco choices, and definitely with an empty stomach and a...

If I could give half a star I would. I went in yesterday around 12:45pm. Ordered 2 8oz sized cups of guacamole to go with chips. Needless to say, I did NOT get what I ordered. Did I get 2 8oz cups? yes, did I get chips? yes.Did I get 16oz of guacamole NO!!! There was a SINGLE scoop of guacamole in each cup as if it was an ice cream scoop (see picture). Had I not been so far away and with a greiving friend/family (whom the guacamole was for) when I opened the containers I would have gone back to the restaurant as soon as I opened the containers but comforting a friend in their time of grief was more important. My advice to anyone reading this post and you're considering to go orders from the Duncan, SC2 location, CHECK THE ORDER BEFORE YOU LEAVE the restaurant. The amount of money I paid for the single scoop of guacamole was over priced. The expectation was the cups would be FULL but as you can see they fell short.

UPDATE: After speaking to Frank Roman the franchisee via email my review does not change. Apparently, they put 6oz of guacamole in an 8oz cup, and although his employees stated that they sell 8oz of guacamole, apparently I'm wrong for this review because I intrepreted & expected 8oz of guacamole in an 8oz cup not 6oz.

I'm sure this won't affect his overall business. I just want customers to be informed and not blind-sided when ordering from his restaurant(s). He also owns the Woodruff...