Nicole is coming through tonight on another one of her home from Houston jaunts. She is supposed to spend the night and requested Mexican.
Funny thing is, of all the food out there, Mexican is the last thing I crave, BUT this is only because of the absolute abundance of it. When I lived in Detroit, I would insist upon landing in Houston that we head straight to Guadalajara. I needed some good tex-mex. Just one piece of fajita meat, and I was bliss.
Anyway, everytime Nicole comes to town we did Chuys. I think once she was fine with it, but by the fourth visit she spoke up. She requested no Chuys. I told her I would have been fine with no Chuys on visit 2-4, but that is the place people always seem to pick, and I just go with the flow.
So, I did some digging. Since I am not a Mexican/Tex Mex afficionado, I started searching places not too far from my house. I did think of Casa Milagro, and while it is good, I haven't been wowed. It has quite a following though. Everytime I go on the weekends the wait is out the door. I thought of Desperados on Campbell, but I have been to the one down in Dallas a couple of times. That has been done.
My research ended with Apricio's in old downtown Plano. I'm going to venture out and not do the same old same old, Veracruz. Wish me luck!
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Post back with your findings! While I get your Tex-Mex abundance feelings, I still love Tex-Mex. Could easily have it two - three times a week.
And wow, Vera Cruz is "same old, same old"? Lucky you. El Fenix is still a my guilty pleasure...oh, the shame!
Have you been to Manny's? I dream about their brisket tacos.
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