I’m not sure if my tastes are more refined now, but it seems like Tico’s is just a little worse each time. And there’re so many other better Mexican restaurants in town now, that the only reason left to eat at Tico’s is for nostalgia or to devour a bunch of their seasoned corn chips.
The best part of eating at Tico’s is still the corn chips, which may or may not be a bad thing, depending upon how much you like corn chips. I usually fight whoever else is at the table over the chips with the most seasoning, for these are the best and make you stronger.
The salsas, identified as “mild” and “hot,” look a lot like they came from a can, and don’t taste very fresh, either. And “hot” might be hot to only the most elderly tasters.
The flour taco shell pretty much disintegrates into a thousand pieces upon first bite, and is even greasier than those at California Tacos and More. Maybe it was just an off day, but everything tasted “cheap,” as if cheap ingredients were used.
The service was friendly, though, and the atmosphere is still the same (Danny Trejo might walk in to film a scene for “Machete” at any time). Maybe I should’ve had a margarita with it all.