Su Casa, who's casa?

Don't be fooled by the name of this restaurant as it's anything but your house. At least my house. At my house when it's time to eat, we eat, and we get at it. Apparently at Su Casa, our restaurant of choice last Friday, we eat when the chef and server feel we've marinated long enough and successfully tied a pair of shoes together and slung them over the above power line.

Seriously, if it weren't for the tasty food and great low prices, this place would wind up on the cutting room floor and might never be seen by the likes of me or my fellow hombres. But as is the case with most dining outings, if we can leave satisfied, it generally means a solid outing and a likely return (with ample time on your hands, of course).

I too (as has been well documented in previous posts) went with the the daily lunch special (smothered burrito plus a bean tostada for $4.99) and added shredded beef for an extra $1.79. I chased it with my typically glass of water and left a small portion on the plate as it dutifully met my man-up possibilities. The chips and salsa are decent — definitely not the best on the block — but they act as a good buffer when waiting ample time for your meal.

Man-up possibilites... 8.5
Food Quality... 9
Service...3
Overall ... 6.75

Special note: Prior to our meal, Gmac and I discussed the urban legend revolving around tennis shoes slung over power lines (see photo above) and its true meaning. After extensive research (typing the phrase into google and clicking on the second link), I've come to the conclusion that it means poor service awaits you at the nearest restaurant (in our case, we failed to heed the warning and dined at Su Casa anyway). For more ubran legends, and an unconclusive reason behind this ritual you'll find across the country, you can read about it here.

—SuperScrunch