As a rule I am close to being an omnivore, excluding boiled okra, but I would generally pass on all-you-can-eat buffets. Dipping swill from the trough is not my idea of a great meal. However, on those rare occasions when I am in a town that has a Pancho's I go into attack mode.
Pancho's has really god-awful food but also one or two outstanding items. Their cheese and shredded onion enchiladas are great and their tamalies are the best I have found outside of the late lamented Manuel's in New Orleans.
My appreciation for Pancho's began back as an undergrad when I was in the grip of the worst stomach flu of my life. My girlfriend of the time suggested I try Pancho's as a kill-or-cure remedy. What the hell, I went for it and it worked. Since then I have regarded Pancho's as Mexicillin.
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