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From: foodie Category: Art Date: 27 January 2009 Time: 05:55 AM Review: This place is one of the most hellishly anodyne joints I have ever eaten in. Full of young folk, noisy with latin music, and in the armpit of London, covent garden, it serves food in small dishes which make the average terrible UK tex-mex seem tasty. The beers are refreshing but you have to pay 50p extra for a a slice of lime and salt. What drives people to these chainish place (full on a monday night), the desire for bad food served in aspirational little dishes which they would like to have in their kitchen cupboards, the company and chitter chatter of nonentities like themselves, the tiny tacos filled with no flavour, only a hint of smoky chipolte chilli, and feta cheese (surely not authentic) and luke warm freerange chicken or pulled and hopeless pork, or whizzed up beans in a little pot. Is this how they would like to see themselves, a step up from Nandos, young, middleclassish, the food a descent from Macdonalds, the sheer horribleness of great full bodied food mangled into some terrible joke with pretensions of market freshness and extruded onto tiny bland limp taco circles and served by all too friendly waiters.