So - you know how when all of a sudden everyone you know starts talking about some restaurant and how great it is and how you're a total power tard because you've never been there?It happened to me the other day with LP3. No, not Loose Poop 3 or Li'l People 3. It's La Pinata 3.
Suddenly everyone's all up in my grill about LP3: "OMG - LP3!", "I can't get enough LP3!", "I would lick Barbra Streisand's alien fingers just to get a taste of that sweet, sweet LP3!".
Clearly I had to check this place out...
So - my pal Elsie, her baby Dean and I went there for lunch today. Elsie had an enchilada. Dean had a bottle of formula. I had a taco salad. Not sure what went wrong but it was the soupiest, sorriest salad since sassy Sally sold seashells by the seashore (oof - sorry, alliteration got the best of me). Point being - the taco salad was lame. The chips were good and the margarita was even better (so the visit wasn't a complete bust). But is LP3 all that the people say it is? I don't think so.
Today's lesson: in the words of Public Enema (that was a typo but I'm leaving it) - don't believe the hype...
