Mi Casa es su Queso

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This restaurant is part of my childhood. There's no longer a cigarette machine, but not much else has changed. It's "Mexican Food" as it was understood by Anglos in 1972 Costa Mesa. Hard shell tacos, refried beans with rice with every entrée, no surprises, and literally deadly quantities of cheese.

For adults there is a great emphasis on margaritas.

Mi Casa is not Mexican food. Most people who are aficionados of good food would not consider it to be worth considering at all. I like it. It's my childhood, and there is nothing modern about it. No authentic cochinito en pibil, but no Chili's waitresses with flair upselling me on the Chi-Chi-Tastic Balsamic Nacho Wrap, either.

They never lost the red leather booths or the hanging baskets at Mi Casa, or the sixty year old women in miniskirts and tights serving food, or even the original tables, which as you can see were from a Roy Rogers steakhouse circa 197... 1971, I bet.

Why yes, I would like another margarita, ma'am.

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literally deadly quantities of cheese

I'll have to ask you to please elaborate

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The beans are at least 60% melted cheese.

All the entrée choices contain tremendous amounts of shredded or melted cheese, usually pouring out and over onto the cheese in the beans and creating a Union of Cheese.

There is an overall heavy sprinkling of the same shredded cheese on the plate, just sort of miscellaneously.

My guess is that the meal overall is about 60%-65% cheese unless you get a steak etc., and more so if your dish explicitly contains cheese as a named ingredient.

The overall weight of food in a dinner is approximately nine hundred kilograms, mostly quesal mass.

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Sounds...good.

I was hoping for some childhood memory of witnessing a heart attack. Well, maybe "hoping" isn't the word, but you know.