I went there with friends who recommended it. The decor was nice, but a little sparse. There were about 6 tables occupied and a bigger party in the back. There were a number of people that obviously work there running around like army ants. As if it were packed. It wasn't. It took our server about 15 minutes to approach our table and order our drinks. A few minutes later, our drinks arrive. Then she split so fast we were unable to order our food. So waited another 15 minutes. Again, the ""workers"" sprinting back and forth. No table was being attended on, except the table that knew Spanish. Our so-called-server finally came by and took our food order. We munched on our second bowl of chips and salsa and in desperate need of another drink. I noticed an older couple 2 booths away. They looked unhappy. And I don't think it was a lover's quarrel. They didn't even look at each other. Then the same so-called-server apologized to the guy. Few minutes later, he got up. Bothered. As he exited the door, she got up. Bothered. ""Great,"" I say to myself. We're already getting crappy service, and we haven't received our food yet. AH! Behold! Our food has blessed us with its presence and will make my mouth a happy camper. I dive into my lima soup. I think the last time I made the face I made was when those sour candies came out in the late 80's. My soup was absoultely disgusting. So I offered my friends some so I didn't think I was wrong. They agreed. I couldn't eat it. It was like eating someone else's upchuck packed full of fresh bile after they just ate expired milk. No joke. Needless to say, I did not attempt another slurp. I sat there watching my friends eat. I complained to the so-called-server. She refunded it after my friend went up to the so-called-manager. Who shouldn't be around other people by the way. So, I got my 8 bucks back, ate a corn tortilla that has seen better days, and finished my drink.
Pros: Patio, San Antonio tap water
Cons: Service, Atmosphere