La Industria — Restaurant in Tualatin

We had high hopes for this place, we drove a ways to get here. We made a call ahead reservation, not necessary but a good choice on a busy night. When we arrived at our allotted time we were told it would be a few more minutes. We stood there about 15 minutes staring at several open tables and no one waiting in the lobby. We figured they had a list of reservations so we didn't get too worked up, but...when we were finally led to our table we walked past all the open tables in the "restaurant" and were ushered into the bar to sit at one of those tall tables. Hmmm, we were here for dinner but we went with it and sat down. Service was quick for drinks and appetizers order but as we waited for them my legs started going numb from hanging from the stool. The only rung or bar to put your feet on are down so slow I couldn't reach. I mean, I am a bit vertically challenged but not THAT short, 5'5" is avg hight for a woman so maybe you could consider adding higher rungs. We had to asked to be moved to one of the empty tables in the restaurant, there were still several. The servers were very nice about our move. So, our appetizer came out, before our drinks. Odd! We had ordered the the French fries with parmesan cheese and green onions for $7.00 because we came in for the poutine we had seen on Yelp and this was the closest thing on the menu, but boy were we disappointed! It was literally a handful of fries (frozen) topped with a teaspoon of green onions and a tablespoon of crumbled parm (like the kind you get at the grocery store that you shake on your spaghetti)... It was SEVEN dollars! Boy did we chose wrong! I mean for $7 you could have at least shaved the parm on and melted it over the green onions so when you grabbed a fry it would come with cheese and onion. This way the bottom of the dish had all the chs and onion, these made no sense! As we finished up.the fries our drinks arrived, with an apology of course, but still, maybe you should have held the appetizer back until the drinks were on the table. Okay, another not strike but more like a bummer. Our dinners came promptly after, husband got the paella and was happy with it, he said it was not a true Spanish paella by any means but more like a paella stew which included white beans and a sauce texture. He said it was very flavorful but would have liked some crunchy french bread with it as it needed the bread to sop up the yummy sauce. So we ordered some bread and were brought a pretzel hamburger bun heated and sliced in four. AND WE WERE CHARGED $3.00! really?!?! I think high cost of the paella would have warranted a few slices of bread, Geez! I ordered the fried chicken and pasta dish, and when it arrived the chicken breast was battered and fried to perfection and laid atop a nest of yummy pasta. After cutting into the chicken I even said to my husband how juicy it was, well my love affair with the chicken ended there because when I started chewing I realized it was salty. I brushed it off hoping I just got a piece that got a bit over salted so I cut into a different piece. Nope, super salty. But by this time my husband is halfway through his meal and the pasta was tasty so I just ate that. When the server came by at the end of the meal she asked if I wanted a box and I said no, the chicken was over salted. It ended there so I didn't persue complaining or discussing further. We paid the bill, leaving underwhelmed, but it seems like a hot spot with decent reviews so hopefully our experience, that wasn't bad just underwhelming,...

My boyfriend's co-worker told him to try this place, so we thought we'd give it a whirl and went in to celebrate my birthday. Immediately upon opening the door, there was an extremely pungent, strange odor. It smelled nothing like any Mexican restaurant I've been in at any point in my life. We were sat at a booth quickly, and we were both totally consumed by how overwhelmingly LOUD this place is! Not just a busy restaurant kind of loud. I've worked in many restaurants and been to countless others, but I've never been so overwhelmed by racket that I had to leave. We each ordered a margarita and were looking at the menu when some food was delivered a couple tables over. The smell of their food was unbelievably overpowering. It took me a minute to place it because it made no sense, and I realized it had to be truffles. Truffles have a very musky, dirty gym socks in a filthy locker room kind of stench - but hey, some people like them. But we couldn't for the life of us figure out how truffles or French fries equated to TEX-MEX. We couldn't even talk to each other across the table about the menu because the noise was THAT loud. The restaurant has extremely high ceilings and very industrial finishes, and there's nothing to absorb sound in there. Customers around us kept getting louder and louder and were shouting at the people beside them and still couldn't understand each other. There was absolutely no way we could have eaten in all that noise, with the assault of truffle-funk and burnt meat wafting through the air. I told the waitress that we're both on the spectrum and that it was just way too loud and we wanted our check so we could go. She was friendly at first and said it was no problem and she understood. She came over and brought the bill, which was $28 for two margaritas. She took my boyfriend's card and charged him $92! For two drinks. She somehow didn't even look at the table she was running the tab for, or the dollar amount before running the card, and never looked it over before dropping it at our table. He walked over to her and said there was no way two margaritas were $92. She took the receipts and his card and went back to the register. When she came back over after the refund, he was looking at his online checking account to make sure she didn't just charge it twice (since she wasn't paying attention the first time). She started telling him there was a copy of the refunded amount and the correct amount while he was still looking at his account on his phone. She had the audacity to bend down and look at him and say, "Are you even listening to me?" Seriously? It was incredibly rude and uncalled for, and I'm certain she only did it because I told her we're on the spectrum. Having sensory issues with horribly noisy places with overbearing smells doesn't mean he's deaf or dumb and needs to be talked to like a child. There was also a dirty spoon and fries spilled all over the floor in front of our table when we were sat and no one came over to clean it up. We left and went to our favorite Mexican restaurant, were greeted by the owner with a welcoming smile and a hug, and had the best fajitas and margaritas ever. What a difference from what we'd just experienced! This was all around an awful experience, and we didn't even try the food. I wouldn't ever recommend...

This was the worst meal we've had in a long, long time. Sure, the place looks cool and has a nice patio, but the menu is confused about what kind of food it wants to serve (Mexican, Asian, Italian?) and the food served was awful. My husband ordered a cocktail that came in a copper mug but wasn’t a Moscow mule and he said was one of the worst drinks he's ever tasted in his life. I got a side salad, which was doused in some vinaigrette that was SO salty. I ordered the Smoke House Pork, which had to have been to most unappetizing looking dish I've ever seen. It's just shredded pork on top of sweet potato fries, which is actually a horrible idea because all the fries get soggy. Then there were huge chives on top, I guess to add color. It's like whoever was working in the kitchen had no idea what they were doing. The chives weren't even cut well, they were huge. It was not a good dish and it LOOKED so gross. My husband got the Costillas which are spare ribs that sound good but were disgusting. Seriously the grossest thing I’ve ever seen. They come on this silver tray to make it seem nicer than it is. It says they're smoked which is absolutely a lie because those ribs look like ribs that were boiled. Meat sticks to the bone if it's smoked, and this didn't happen. There were these gross plastic like pieces of fat that fell off like they had been microwaved or something and even our server thought it was disgusting. We both felt really gross after we ate there. We've lived all over the country and eaten tons of great food and Portland has tons of great food too. We ventured out to Tualatin and will never do it again because this place is the worst...