My husband and I ventured into Arlington tonight because he had a Mexican food craving. The last time I was at Zocalo it was very good. Tonight -- different story.
When we sat down, we dived into the chips and salsa, expecting a good amount of flavor and bite. No such luck. Instead we dipped our chips into watery, bland salsa. Thinking that maybe we got a bad batch, we asked the waitress for another one, saying it was watery. We got the same stuff back, only this time the kitchen mixed in some picco di gallo. At least in got chunkier, but it was still very bland.
I ordered the chicken enchiladas with mole sauce because I love mole and because last time I was there, I ordered the chile rellenos with mole and just ate the sauce. My husband ordered the enchiladas carnitas. My enchiladas had the tiniest drop of mole sauce on them. When I asked the waitress for more mole, she told me I could order a side for 2.50. All I wanted was what I was promised -- enchiladas with mole. Nonetheless, desperate for more sauce, I ordered the side. My husband's enchiladas were bland and pork was dry. The beans accompanying the dishes were watery and tasteless. The rice is not even worth mentioning.
My sangria bianca, which I have ordered many times in the past -- was a very sad looking water glass filled with warm sangria, a few unhappy looking peach chunks floating around and rapidly melting ice.
The couple next to us were equally unhappy -- no sooner were they diving into their tamal with mole sauce appetizers, then their dinner arrived. They tried to send it back, but all the waitress would say is "what do you want me to do? The kitchen sent it out." The wife said she would take it because they were concerned it would just sit in the kitchen getting cold. That said, they finished their appetizers. Now my husband and I notice her (and those of you who have been here, know how close the tables are)not eating. We also notice that the husband has not received his meal. The waitress comes over and asks if everything is OK. The wife says she doesn't want to eat -- that she is waiting for husband's entree to join her now rapidly cooling entree. The waitress looks confused and insists they only ordered one entree between the two of them... You can guess where it goes from here.
I have always really liked Zocalo. Given the dearth of decent Mexican restaurants in the area (I live in Burlington), I'm so very disappointed to drop this from my list. Has anyone had any recent positive experiences? Do you think the chef is on vacation?