Do I Have to Move To San Antonio?

So, dear friends, how was your Black Friday?  I did a bit of online shopping, but I cannot imagine a worse fate than lining up at Walmart at 10pm.  Although maybe one year I will go just for the value and entertainment of the anthropological study, sleep is just too precious right now.

What I inevitably end up craving, however, on Black Friday, is Mexican Food.  Eating all that bland mush that constitutes Thanksgiving brings out my inner Hispanica; I want nothing more than a vat of salsa to set my hair on fire.  But alas!  Not one but two of our favorite, close by Mexican restaurants have closed lately.  Why?  Why?  What is it about Tulsans?  Does going out to eat conflict with Bible study?  Do they not want to get within 8 miles of the slippery slope to hellfire that is a margarita?  Why this town can't support more decent restaurants is beyond my simple comprehension. 

At any rate, we decided to venture out a little further and try a new spot we had passed, El Mojito.  While it looked a little sketchy on the outside, glamour is hardly the hallmark of a decent Mexican joint, so in we went.  And as soon as we stepped in, we knew we were screwed.  We were met not with a bunch of happy, efficient Mexicans bustling around, but a group of dejected, rather slovenly white people, who amongst the four of them had a difficult time seating us.  Our server seemed very confused; while we were his only table, he seemed to get lost each time he went back into the kitchen.  And after we had sat there for twenty minutes without placing our order, he came back to give us more chips, and left again.  When he eventually DID take our order, PVT had to signal me to slow down:  I was already on Kid #3's order, and he was still painfully inscripting the corn dog of Kid #1's order.  Finally, when we were done, sitting and languishing, he apparently had to drive to Cleveland for a takeout box.  At this point, PVT was not angry, but rather felt sorry for the guy. 

The restaurant's decor was reminiscent of an IHOP that had not been remodeled since the late 1970's.  The food was passable, but really - how hard is it to screw up cheap Mexican food? 

So we won't go back.  And if you know of ANY good Mex joints in the Restaurant Limbo that is South Tulsa, please let me know.