Sweet enchilada goodness
Oct 7th, 2008 by Cory
Have I ever mentioned how much I love Ojeda’s? I’m talking heart-pounding, euphoric, trouser-tightening love. If I hadn’t snagged Lisa at an early age, I would spend every night in a hot, passionate encounter with an enchilada (and weigh 400 pounds).
I’ve been going to Ojeda’s ever since I was a collection of cells floating around my mother’s uterus. In fact, Mom loves to tell everyone that we take there that they posted my baby picture with a caption of “where’s my puffed taco?”
It’s definitely not the classiest dining experience you can have in Dallas, but you will be hard-pressed to find better Mexican food, and nowhere will you find a better enchilada. The locations are often not in the best neighborhood and the decorations are tacky and haven’t been updated since the 70s. But to me, that just adds to the charm.
The experience starts when you are greeted and seated, always by a member of the Ojeda family. Your server is guaranteed to be courteous, kind and knowledgeable. The salsa is delicious, but incredibly hot. They have a mild version available for the wusses. The margaritas are tasty and strong. Tortillas are always hot and fresh, but you barely have time to butter one before your meal arrives. No matter how busy they are, you will get your food in ten minutes or less. If you are like me, that first bite might bring tears to your eyes.
No joke, when we flew into Dallas from Baltimore last Christmas, we had to make our obligatory trip to Ojeda’s. It had been almost a year since my last meal there. When I took my first bite of enchilada, my head swarmed with memories, emotion and gustatory goodness. I actually felt my eyes watering up.
I’ve only opened a menu two or three times in the last 10 years. My standard is the enchilada dinner, one cheese, one beef. A couple of weeks ago, I branched out and ordered the Mexican dinner: one beef enchilada and two tamales. I’ve never gotten anything bad at Ojeda’s, but the enchiladas are definitely my favorite.
If you are hungry and near Park and Coit in Plano, on Maple Avenue in Dallas, or one of their other locations, please stop in and try it. I guarantee a good meal and a pleasant atmosphere.
Note that this is not a paid endorsement. I am simply a huge fan of the food at Ojeda’s, and have a lot of respect for the family that owns it. However, if you are a member of the Ojeda family and reading this, I am not above accepting a free meal or humping your leg for a sopapilla.
Sounds delicious, my friend. Sorry, had to be done.