Depends on where you are. There’s actually a big Hispanic community where I am in NoVA, and while I haven’t explored as much as I should, I at least found a pupusa restaurant near me that seems legit, and there are plenty of Peruvian places.
Hell, I live in a border state, and even here I’ve seen my fair share of white-washed Mexican food. Nothing as egregious as this, however. Worst I’ve seen is stuff like adding ground beef to the green chile (or using ground beef at all instead of asada). Or using sour cream instead of creama.
Well now that I think about it: minor offenses, honestly, compared to this disaster.
Green chile is a New Mexico thing, not a Mexican thing. Even Tex Mex hardly has any thing that would be considered green chile in it. Honestly New Mexico has completely destroyed Mexican food by slathering green chile on absolutely every god damn meal. It’s disgusting. Go to Mexico and you won’t find green chile anywhere.
New Mexico is on a whole different level when it comes to fucking up Mexican dishes. I ordered tamales at a New Mexican restaurant once and they put sauce on it. Freaking sauce on a tamale. To make matters worse, it tasted like the burnt bits from a red enchilada sauce that was left on the stove for way too long.
Needless to say, I learned my lesson. Forget meth, the new slogan should be, “New Mexican food: not even once.”
The safe thing to do is order traditional New Mexican food in New Mexico, like posolé, carne adovada, green chile stew, calabacitas, etc. Otherwise, it’s like going to Southern Spain and wanting amazing pintxos.
But it does sound like you went to a truly atrocious restaurant by the sound of that abomination; my condolences.
Aren’t you a fellow Texan? I’ve seen all kinds of crazy shit here, even in places like South Padre. There’s just something about that burrito that seems like a burrito made for someone who has never seen a burrito. And possibly by someone who only heard one described.
This is exactly what I’d expect a Mexican joint in Virginia to serve.
Exactly. Source: I have lived in Virginia
Depends on where you are. There’s actually a big Hispanic community where I am in NoVA, and while I haven’t explored as much as I should, I at least found a pupusa restaurant near me that seems legit, and there are plenty of Peruvian places.
Manassas?
Hell, I live in a border state, and even here I’ve seen my fair share of white-washed Mexican food. Nothing as egregious as this, however. Worst I’ve seen is stuff like adding ground beef to the green chile (or using ground beef at all instead of asada). Or using sour cream instead of creama.
Well now that I think about it: minor offenses, honestly, compared to this disaster.
You don’t understand! It’s so hard to find good Mexican food, at all, on most of the east coast! Just moved away from Maryland.
Green chile is a New Mexico thing, not a Mexican thing. Even Tex Mex hardly has any thing that would be considered green chile in it. Honestly New Mexico has completely destroyed Mexican food by slathering green chile on absolutely every god damn meal. It’s disgusting. Go to Mexico and you won’t find green chile anywhere.
Those minor offenses are actually just New Mexican fare. Ground beef in the green chile and sour cream are pretty par for course here.
New Mexico is on a whole different level when it comes to fucking up Mexican dishes. I ordered tamales at a New Mexican restaurant once and they put sauce on it. Freaking sauce on a tamale. To make matters worse, it tasted like the burnt bits from a red enchilada sauce that was left on the stove for way too long.
Needless to say, I learned my lesson. Forget meth, the new slogan should be, “New Mexican food: not even once.”
The safe thing to do is order traditional New Mexican food in New Mexico, like posolé, carne adovada, green chile stew, calabacitas, etc. Otherwise, it’s like going to Southern Spain and wanting amazing pintxos.
But it does sound like you went to a truly atrocious restaurant by the sound of that abomination; my condolences.
Aren’t you a fellow Texan? I’ve seen all kinds of crazy shit here, even in places like South Padre. There’s just something about that burrito that seems like a burrito made for someone who has never seen a burrito. And possibly by someone who only heard one described.
Arizona
I don’t know why I had it in my head that you were one of the other Texans around, sorry about that.