Peso's Kitchen

This week of drunken debauchery started with a night out with Jessica (from the Lyon Rouge) and two Russian dudes.

After a bizarre (though fun) night over at the Elephant and Castle I decided to head over to my buddy Anderson's place. He had to run shortly after and Jessie gave me a call, so I was back off to downtown. We met up at the Lion and then headed over to a little joint called Peso's Kitchen.

My first impression was not a good one. Peso's comes across as just another overdone meat-market. The walls were all done in a "traditional" stucco, there were candles everywhere, not to mention the servers were all buxom and disinterested. I looked up at the red, and white over-sized pseudo abstract ceiling sculputure tile things and was worried I had died and gone to my own private hell.

We sat down in a booth in one of the back corners and while Jessie chatted it up with one of the Russian boys who went by Sacha/Alex/Alejandro (suspicious much?) I chatted with the other Russian about moral relativism and the Soviet Union.

After a shot of tequila (or three) I decided to give the place a shot at their food. The majority of the menu was "Mexican influenced" American fare, but after perusing the happy hour menu I saw a few things that sounded promising. Namely, the traditional Carnitas and the Rock Shrimp floutas.

Holy shit. The Carnitas were fresh, traditional, and amazing. The floutas were perfectly cooked and the accompanying sauces were brilliant. I was honestly a little pissed. I was mad that this place that I wanted to hate was turning out to be awesome. The drinks were made well, were moderately priced, and were stiff as a twelve year old boy reading the J.C. Penny's underwear catalog.

With my amazing Carnitas (traditional tacos) I drank a Dos Equis and a little Sauza tequila. Genius. After my meal I chatted it up with the waitress who seemed less snobish, less unapproachable; and as I left I grimaced at the fact that I knew I would be back for seconds.

Overall Ian Prebo Rating: 3 and a half shots of bourbon.