Q: negative

A: 2 stars only because I liked the therapist and the spa attendant was really nice. The actual spa had very little appeal. I'm used to going to Qua and Canyon Ranch- admittedly I'm a little spa spoiled- but for the same price Qua is a MUCH better experience. The spa was dated and dirty. The lockers were a little sticky (how scary is that?). There were 4 showers- 2 were out of order. They ran out of towels by the shower area. The door handle inside of the dry cedar sauna burnt my hand. The thing that made up my mind that I am never ever going back to this place again was that my service was $130. When I went to pay at the end, they said it was $156. I had to ask how much was the massage. Then they told me a 20% tip was included. I am a solid believer in tipping. After all, I've worked for tips most of my life. I never believe in adding gratuity as a requirement. The whole point of the tipping system is to tip depending on how the service was. Sometimes I tip a lot for great service and I tip normal for mediocre or poor service. I would like to have the option. Also irked at the fact that they didn't tell me until I asked. One more reason why I will not go back to this spa is because they tried to sell me their products. They weren't as pushy as the spa attendants on the cruise ships (same company), but I don't appreciate them pushing their products on to me. Perhaps if they just update their facilities, they will have enough business and not have to sell their lotions and vitamins to make money. On a bright note though, my massage therapist was really good. And she didn't talk to me in that don't-rile-up-the-mental patient tone. The spa attendant was also very nice- all 3 foot 7 of her. Overall, IMO, for the price you pay, it's just not worth it

Q: positive

A: This cute little food cart appeared in front of my office yesterday (corner of Whitney Way and University Avenue) so a few of us wandered down to check it out! The unassuming trailer had a hand written menu on a whiteboard and one guy inside taking orders AND making the food (fresh with each order I might add). So the cart was slow, but well worth the wait! I went for the $9 chicken enchiladas with rice and beans and they were OUTSTANDING! An appropriately hot verde sauce topped the fantastic puled chicken wrapped in a authentic corn tortillas. Lots of toppings included Mexican cheese, lettuce, tomato, and a spicy sour cream drizzle. There was so much food in there that it's my lunch again today! If you see this little cart, don't let the simple exterior fool you....they saved all the energy for making the fantastic food!!!!!

Q: positive

A: Love their cuban sandwich. First time at the new, bigger location and it is still as good as the old spot.

Q: negative

A:
I've been in this place a time or three, and I was initially entranced by the amount of religious candles, pinatas, and quinceanera preparation stuff. Literally, it feels like you cross the border and are in Mexico proper when you enter the store. For a white guy like myself, it's fascinating, if not a little disconcerting. Oh, how I prayed for an aisle of lucha libre masks. The time I broke down and had to pick up something from the store, which in shortening the description, was a "cluster". I don't know what happened, but it had the full Mexican grocery store packed to capacity vibe I had experienced in Tijuana shops. I've never had to fight so hard to move around. I had to buy some cough drops, and asked one of the floor staff. He turned to me and smiled, letting me know that he had no idea what I was saying. But he took me to the front, so I could talk to a cashier. He said something to her in Spanish, and she looked at me. Apparently, English wasn't her first language, either. Bear in mind that when I talk to someone who doesn't primarily speak English, I'm not one of those jerks who speaks to someone slowly like a small child, or a mental case. Nor do I need to needlessly raise my voice, because obviously, speaking loudly is a sure way to get someone to understand you when they wouldn't otherwise before. I kept it simple, clear, and to the point. "Hi. I'm looking for cough drops?" Silence. Her smile forms. "Cough drops?" "Cock drops", she responded a little too innocently. .... Okay, what place serves "cock drops"? Really. And whatever does, I don't want to know. We all stood looking at each other, confusedly, before I tried again. "Cough drops. Medicine." "Maybe in there," she points at this locked cabinet, which had 1,000 different medicine types that I've never heard of before. And no cough drops. You're right there within better visual range than I am. Can't you tell? I had to pick up another thing or two. I couldn't get help because no one seemed to understand English. I understand it's a Mexican market, so I'm walking into non-gringo territory, but if I can learn a few basic phrases in Spanish, at least have employees who can understand some basic English for when that random white dude walks in. Bottom line, if you want to get some authentic Mexican foodstuffs, this is the place. Prices are average to a little overpriced, but they are stocked with some unique food choices bound to make you a hit at the next barbecue. But go on a quieter day or I guess bring a translator if you're non-Hispanic and can't find things on your own.