Taqueria MexicoEver since Torrero's on Shawnee Mission closed to make room for the new Stroud's, Natasha and I have been searching for a new favorite Mexican restaurant. On the recommendation of one of her co-workers, we decided to give Taqueria Mexico at 910 Southwest Blvd a shot.
Now as any Kansas Citian worth their salt knows, Southwest Blvd is the epicenter of Mexican culture in the metro area. Though we've tried several restaurants there prior, we had always been mildly disappointed. It's not that the food at Manny's isn't delicious, it's the fact that when I want Mexican food, I want authentic Mexican food, not this taco/burrito/fajita Tex-Mex crap. I want moles and Guadalajara beef. I want huevos rancheros and sopapilla. Thus, I tend to be always and forever disappointed. I was hoping for something different at Taqueria Mexico. Unfortunately, I was once again let down.
We went to eat on Friday night at the height of the dinner rush. The restaurant was busy, but not so busy that we had to wait for a table. We were rapidly shown to a table and handed menus, where we placed drink orders for a pair of margaritas on the rocks. We were also provided with the requisite chips and salsa. As we were hungry, this:

soon became this:

The chips were homemade, I believe, though nothing special, just like you would find at any Mexican place around the country. The same could be said for the salsa. Thin and watery, this tomato salsa was okay, but again, nothing unique or interesting.
We studied the menu as we ate the chips. It offered a lot of traditional choices, as well as a few new ones, at fairly reasonable prices. Soon enough a waiter brought our margaritas.

Looks good, right? For nearly $5 it seems huge. Think again

They tasted okay, but I admit I was a little miffed by the size.
After we placed our order, we sipped our drinks and munched on chips and salsa, while chatting amongst ourselves and observing our surroundings. The decor of this restaurant, while not out of line with Mexican places, seemed a little low brow. For example, our table was just a Formica four-top, but it had no tablecloth, and in fact, looked like it came from someone's 1978 kitchen. The same can be said for the chairs. Additionally, while the walls were covered in colorful murals, televisions were hung at intervals around the walls, tuned alternatively to the FC Barcelona-Basel Champion's League game, or to the Heat-Spurs game. As this clearly isn't a sports bar, the televisions seemed out of place.
We also watched the ways in which the servers worked. Though they were many and friendly, our experience was "too many cooks". It seems like one hand didn't know what the other was doing, as we were offered refills on our drinks just moments after another person went to get them. Not a big deal, however, because, as I said, they were all friendly and polite.
Before long our food arrived. As we stay away from the a la carte items, for the reasons I previously mentioned, Natasha opted for the pollo a parilla con camarones, or spiced chicken with shrimp. Served with the traditional sides of refried beans and Spanish rice, it was okay, though nothing spectacular. At $12, apparently "with shrimp" means including three small prawns. A bit disappointing, and thoroughly average overall.

As for me, I ordered molcajete a la Mexico, having no idea what that was, only that it sounded interesting. It turns out, that molcajete is a Mexican hot pot, served in a steaming dish made of lava rock. Featuring chicken, steak, an Anaheim pepper, cactus, shrimp, and grilled green onion, all topped with a spicy red sauce, it was an interesting change of pace from other Mexican dishes I've had.

The sauce truly was spicy, and soon my forehead was beaded with sweat. The only downside of this was that everything was overwhelmed by the sauce itself. I could tell the shrimp from the cactus, but only because the texture was different. The flavor was good, but really just too strong.
My dish was served with a side platter featuring Spanish rice, lettuce and avocado, plus soupy beans that were probably the best thing I ate there. Oh, the warm tortillas that came with our entrees were also delicious, though not exceptional from any other Mexican restaurant.

Though our meal up to this point was far from great, I had nothing major to complain about until we were brought our to-go boxes. Midway through shoveling my leftovers into the styrofoam container, Natasha pointed to the side of my box where a large black hair was clinging. Mmmmm... appetizing.
At this point, I just wanted to pay and get out. Our bill came to $43, not terrible for two entrees and four margaritas, but not great. Add $5 for a tip, and we got out of there just shy of $50.
In closing, while Taqueria Mexico isn't terrible, it's not the authentic Mexican restaurant for which we've been looking. While I wouldn't be opposed to eating there again (minus the hair, I hope), like conquistadors searching for El Dorado, our search for the best Mexican restaurant will continue...
Scorecard
Food: 3.2
Atmosphere: 2.8
Service: 1.5 (thanks to the hair)
Menu: 3.5
Price: 3
Total: 14
Average: 2.8