Uncle Roger's Notebooks of Daily Life
My life is, to me, ripe with frequent challenges, occasional successes, spontaneous laughter, adequate tears, and enough *life* to last me a lifetime. To you, however, it surely seems most pedestrian. And therefore, I recycle the name I used previously and call this my Notebooks of Daily Life. Daily, because it's everyday in nature, ordinary. These conglomeration of events that are my life are of interest to me because I live it, perhaps mildly so to those who are touched by it, and could only be of perverse, morbid curiosity to anyone else. Yet, I offer them here nonetheless. Make of them what you will, and perhaps you can learn from my mistakes.
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Tuesday, September 06, 2005
Being Labor Day, we thought a little barbeque might be in order. Since it was kinda late by the time we figured this out, we decided to pick up some rather than make it ourselves. Unfortunately, with the demise of Leon's, we were at a loss of what other choices there might be.
What we ended up doing was ordering take-out from Chevy's in Stonestown. We drove by, grabbed a menu, and sat in the car with the kids to figure out what to order. We decided on soft chicken tacos for Jared, the "Taste of Chevy's" combo for me (but with a soft taco instead of crispy), and the same combo for Rachel only all chicken and also with a soft taco. The "Taste of Chevy's" normally includes a beef enchilada, a chicken enchilada, a crispy chicken taco, and a chicken tamale.
Whenever I've eaten at Chevy's, I've always ordered the same combo, substituting a soft taco for crispy. Never had a problem. Same with Rachel's order -- been there, done that. We also ordered a side of rice for Sara and some quacamole and sour cream for Rachel. Rachel wanted black beans with her order; Jared and I wanted pintos. So I placed the order and we zipped home to drop off Rachel and the kids. I should have, however, started worrying when she scribbled some notes about the order on a small bit of someone else's receipt. After a short bit, I returned to pick up the food. The total came to nearly $42 and I added a $5 tip on top of that.
Well, we got home and, of course, it wasn't right. Both combos had two identical enchiladas and the tacos were crispy. Further, Jared got the black beans and Rachel the pintos. Naturally, I called immediately. The woman who answered (who was the same one who took the order) said to bring the incorrect food back and she would fix it. When I got there, she told me the problem was that the "Taste of Chevy's" was a fixed combo and I should have ordered a three-item combo with an extra item. So apparently, it was my fault that we didn't get what we ordered. I explained what we needed to make it right and waited another ten minutes while they prepared it.
Eventually, the manager came out and handed me a bag saying that he had thrown in some chips and guacamole for us. He thanked me for my trouble and disappeared. I got home where Jared and Sara were half done with their dinners. Rachel and I joined them belatedly. Turns out the $2 side of guacamole that we paid for was about two tablespoons -- a tidy little profit indeed. Same for the sour cream. All in all, the food was adequate, though nowhere near as good as we get from our usual place.
Long story short, Chevy's has great chips and great strawberry margaritas, but other than that, don't waste your time.