I really wanted Mexican food. Putting salsa on my eggs every morning can only pacify me for so long. So tonight we tried a new (to us) Mexican Restaurant in Glebe called the Flying Fajita Sistas. This one is down the street from Baja Cantina, which bills itself as being true Californian Mexican food. We’ve eaten there a few times. BC is passable, not good, just passable. The black beans I had at BC were undercooked, and in my book that is really inexcusable. Flying Fajita Sistas on the other hand, is excellent. I’m not saying it’s the best Mexican food I’ve ever had, but you could put that restaurant in most parts of California and it would do just fine – with a few tweeks. The only thing that really needed work was their margaritas.

I was dismayed to find that we had to pay $11 for chips and salsa. Yes, you read that correctly and it is not a typo. It was good chips and salsa, but $11, really? Apparently in Australia, the chips and salsa are not gratis. Adam ordered Sangria and I got a margarita. His was good, mine really needed some work. It was way too sweet and there was not enough tequila in it (and this is coming from a woman who does not like her drinks very strong). We ordered chipotle chicken quesadillas for Athena, which she refused to even try, so Adam ate them. I tried them and they were very good. Adam ordered pulled pork enchiladas, which were very good and he says he’d order them again. I ordered chicken tamales with a mole rojo sauce on them. I was a bit dubious, and was very pleasantly surprised. Someone in their kitchen has actually been to Mexico and knows how to make a proper mole sauce. My tamales were wrapped in banana leaves in the Mayan style, rather than corn husks, which is what I am used to from California and Texas. I’d only ever had them served that way in the Yucatan. Adam and my dishes were served with black beans and rice and salad. Mine also came with a very good corn and tomato side. I would absolutely go back and order any of those dishes again. Next time I’ll try the fajitas, though.

Adam says he’s entirely too full. Well, he did eat his meal, Athena’s meal, and a bit of mine as well. I will note that he did skip lunch.

Something else to note: I was raised in San Antonio. Occasionally we would drive to Mexico for lunch. I also lived in California for over 10 years and will be living there again within the next year or so. I know my Mexican food.