decked out with old circus and carnival signs, drag queen mannequins, and tiny trains that circulate the upper floor, Rosy Tomorrows truly is a unique eatery. because of it's family friendly draw, the place is packed. But dont be fooled, this does not mean the food is great, it just means the service is bad. there was one exceptional bartender though, his name was Pete, so if you get a scorpion bowl, get it from him. The 10 page menu is chock full of all kinds of Tex-Mex-Americana goodies, some a little more cheesy and delicious than others. The potato skins were greasy, orange, and perfect, but my sister Sierra, my regular partner in crime, and i were less than impressed when the second layer of "Mucho Nachos" were a barren, cheese-less wasteland. (my best friend Carly's mom, Mo, makes great nachos because she does it in a big flat cookie tray so the toppings are evenly distributed.) I ended up getting a blue cheese bacon burger, which was actually quite tasty, but sierra's salad was in too small of bowl, and not pre-tossed, so it was impossible to mix. and i am all for a little roasted pear in my arugula salad, but not when it is mushy and canned.
P.S. while it is good for a last minute burger and potato skins, its not the place to take your in-laws.
FOR WHAT IT IS: 4/5 forks
IN THE GRAND SCHEME OF THINGS: 2/5 forks
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