October 18: Matt's Rancho Martinez
Much to Jon's dismay, the group outvoted him on this choice; though only a few blocks from our meeting point, Matt's has been notorious in visits past for some of the worst service in the city (and you guys thought I bitched about that sorta thing too much). Waiting forever for tables, waiting forever for a waiter to notice us, getting orders wrong, all the good stuff. But, uh, it's just a few blocks away.
Good choice this time; the Bob Armstrong queso (mixed with just the right amount of guac and ground beef) was in top form, and I went out on a limb and ordered the chile relleno, which was possibly the best one I'd ever had; its cheese blend was mild, yet tasty, and the strange addition of chopped nuts and raisins on top of the lightly breaded pepper mixed well w/ the rest of the Tex-Mex palate. Service was actually quite quick, as the Matt's staff kept our 6-top sated with tons of chip and drink refills. This pissed Jon off, because he no longer had anything to complain about, so he whined about his order of tacos al carbon instead (even though I'm sure those shits were good...whiner).
October 11: Manny's
I can never remember the name of this place, just off Lemmon between 75 and the West Village, but this was our first visit, and I couldn't believe we'd never been to this place before. Food was cheap, service was top-rate and the enchiladas, chips and queso were killer. I can't remember more concrete stuff about our visit, other than us landing the joint's isolated "meeting room" that made our party of 6 seem pretty paltry... blah blah blah, offshoot of Mia's, whatever. I like Manny's a lot more and look forward to our return trip.