If Paco's is aiming to be your next local hangout, they've got the decor down. Upon arrival, you'll see their rather oddly "L" shaped patio outside with tables and chairs meant for lingering. Once you walk through the doors you're greeted with a Texas-sized bar and on this particular Thursday night, a hoard of 9-to-5ers who make this their watering hole.
Before we've even been seated, Paco's is already making a favorable impression. My first thought is, "Let's see if they can keep this up."
Clinton, our waiter for the evening, seated us and pointed to the Thursday night drink specials. It was at this point that I knew Clinton and I were going to be best friends. He suggested the $2 Shiner Bock Drafts, of which he promptly brought me a sample. I sampled the light style beer and determined it just wasn't for me. Never fear though, Clinton had another special for me. The $5 Tito's Texas Vodka was just what I was looking for.
While he was still around, the group ordered the guacamole to accompany our chips and salsa. Like many of the more "upscale" Mexican/Tex-Mex restaurants in Charlotte, Paco's guacamole was prepared tableside. When the woman preparing the dip asked how spicy we wanted it, I replied medium but I wish I had asked for hot. It didn't really have any kick at all and, in my opinion lacked the proper amount of lemon juice.
As you can tell, we still managed to devour it all. The dip was slightly outdone by the salsas that graced the table. This is where you can get into trouble at a Mexican restaurant, the chips and salsa. Paco's was no different on this matter. Both the usual suspects, a tomato and tomatillo-based salsa were present and both were delicious.
Elizabeth, my best friend, favored the tart tomatillo salsa, but my heart was won by the spicier tomato version. I believe Kelly, our other group member, felt the same was as I did or was it because Elizabeth bogarted the tomatillo?
After devouring the guacamole, chips and salsa, it was time for the main course. We all chose the taco combinations which encouraged us to mix and match. I opted for the "Paco's Taco" in a crispy taco shell as well as the "Shake Down Shrimp Taco" served on a soft flour tortilla.
"Paco's Taco" was a delicious concoction of brisket, caramelized onions, a chipotle bbq sauce and queso fresco. The meat was tender with well-developed bbq flavor and a slight kick from the chile rub which was nicely accented by the rich and melty sauteed onions. All of this was topped off with the sweet and tangy chipotle bbq sauce and the salty queso fresco. My only gripe about this dish was that it was hard to eat. If I did it again, I would choose the flour tortilla, as Clinton suggested, if only for ease of consumption.
Our waiter, Clinton, did the restaurant proud selling me the "Paco's Taco." He made sure to mention that the restaurant used free-range, hormone-free beef for all of their dishes. For most consumers as well as myself, this is an added bonus that allows us to sleep better at night.
Now we come to the "Shake Down Shrimp Taco," this is where I think they could do some tweaking. The shrimp were small, almost popcorn-style, and fried. I wouldn't want anyone to think I don't love fried deliciousness, but this just didn't hit the mark for me. Given their size the breading completely overwhelmed the subtle flavors of the shrimp. All three of us agreed that either a lighter batter needed to be used or the shrimp should be grilled. The latter is where my allegiance falls.
Putting my ranting about the fried shrimp aside, the rest of the dish offered more than enough flavor to satisfy. The flour tortilla was layered with cool and crunchy cabbage, a homemade pico de gallo, the lackluster shrimp and finally a spicy chipotle ranch. If they sold that ranch "dressing" of sorts I would have about a gallon in my fridge at any given moment.
What you see above is the plate of an ambitious eater named Elizabeth. Her order included a "Shake Down Shrimp Taco," a "Gringo Beef" taco and a "Big River Fish Taco." As you can see, she opted for all three to be served on the crunchy corn taco shells, something she regretted for the shrimp.
Since the shrimp taco has already died a slow death above, we'll start with the "Gringo Beef" taco. After a small bite, I was underwhelmed. Yes, the beef had flavor and I didn't want to spit it out immediately, but I also could have made it at home. Elizabeth agreed with me and likened it to a taco kit taco. If you're headed to Paco's skip this one and replace it with the "Paco" taco.
The "Big River Fish Taco" was the last addition to Elizabeth's plate. Inside of the crunchy taco shell were chunks of flaky whitefish enrobed in a heavy blackening seasoning topped with a sweet, chilly mango salsa. I love a good piece of blackened fish, but Elizabeth felt it was almost too heavy on spice. It most certainly needed the mango salsa, but in my opinion that's why it was there.
As stuffed as we all were, I was still game to try dessert. Oh and just for future reference, Elizabeth has a major sweet tooth which generally leads to a shared dessert anyways. The yearning for something sweet lead Clinton to step in and recommend the tres leches cake. He hadn't lead us astray yet, so why not.
Yes it looks nice but it didn't taste nearly as good as it looked. I'm sorry Clinton, but I wouldn't recommend this cake to anyone. The dense, spongey cake was almost metallic in taste and enrobed in the meringue "icing" which offered an over-the-top sweetness to the dish. I kept tasting the cake hoping it would gain flavor as it warmed up, but no dice. It was just like Jimmy Webb's song "MacArthur Park" where he sings about someone leaving the cake out in the rain. That is just what this cake tasted like.
If I were to give Paco's Tacos and Tequila a grade, it would be a B+. The restauranteurs created a place that makes you want to linger. Kenny Chesney, Brad Paisley and Blues music filled the air as people mingled at the rich wood bar. The food wasn't stellar, but it wasn't awful either. I'd put this on the list of places to eat because you were sick of your regulars.