I Juan my money back...or at least some cheese...

The experience that inspired me to start this blog. 

It was today - wait, it still IS today.  A (my partner in crime) and I were out on the town running typical suburbanite errands (the big box home reno stores for some generic inspiration) when we realized it was time for lunch.

We had passed by a Mexican restaurant in Orleans called Willie and Juan's several times before and today we even backpedalled to get there.  Who wouldn't want to have decent tasting Tex Mex food in a place that is pretty easy to get to and has parking? (read: is not downtown).   Located on St-Joseph, formerly a Mexicali Rosa's I had high hopes, and I wanted to support local entrepreneurs as well.

A and I walk in and the man who took us to our table was pleasant enough, we asked for a booth thinking it would be a more comfortable experience...not necessarily the case.

First note: A giant gash in the wall with bare concrete very visible....