Cinco De Mayo At Its Worst:

I love Cinco De Mayo because no one can argue with me what to eat for dinner that night. This Cinco De Mayo us and all of the gringos on this side of town tried to go to the same five restaurants. The other gringos beat us to the punch causing two hour waits at every place. I have had my eye on La Parilla  for awhile so I threw it out as an option. I was intrigued by the idea of a menu full of grilled Mexican meats. They had a table for eight available for immediately so we made our way over. 

I got to dinner late and found pitchers of margaritas and chips on the table. Danny Masterson was already halfway through his parillada. He was the wise one on That 70’s Show. I should have followed his lead. Instead I got Huesos Botanas House Specialty. It was described on the menu as “sliced spare ribs in a delicious barbecue sauce”. It was the worst dish I have had in as long as I can remember. The boiled chunks of spare rib floated in a barbecue sauce broth with a makeshift aluminum bowl. At first I thought it was my fault for ordering wrong but then everyone else said there food was bad. Turns out La Parilla was not the blue chip prospect I was expecting. Don’t go here unless you trust Mr. Masterson. He might know something we didn’t.