The patio seating area is fortified with garage doors. They provide easy roll-down protection in times of attack. Walking into the building you see an enormous trashcan overflowing with rubbish. The side walk looks like patrons spit loogies 'til they actually cross the threshold into the restaurant. The parking lot is disgusting. Don't wear sandals. Don't go after 9 pm or you will meet disgusting characters too. The menus are all mysteriously grimy and slobbery. They will make you a true believer of anti-bacterial sanitizer. Never venture to the restrooms. You may not want to eat very much after that journey there and back.
In fact, the staff sucked. The order up bar is a home-away-from-home for rather curt folks. Never have we been so assaulted while our order is being taken. Make sure you know everything you want in advance. You have to or they'll cut you. While eating in the dinning room, a cook threatened a dishwasher's life standing 3 feet away from our table! Need we say more?
Even though we know we are putting our lives at risk visiting Chachos, the cheese factor of the nachos receives a Gold Star. It's the shinning beacon that guides us back time after time.
