Sometimes in life you find yourself driving up a lonesome highway when you get a hunger in your body, nay, your soul, for nachos. In a past time you may have had to drive around at random in search of a restaurant, no idea whether you might find one or not. No longer. Thanks to the miracle of technology you can just look on your phone and mexican restaurants will appear from the ether, but not if you’re driving in NY state like I was though because cell phone use while operating a vehicle is illegal. The moral of this story however is that’s how I ended up at Pancho’s Authentic Mexican Restaurant in Clifton Park.
The large sign at the door plainly stated that this Pancho’s is ABSOLUTELY NOT affiliated with other Pancho’s restaurants (I was unaware there were others) and their gift cards would ABSOLUTELY NOT be accepted. Good thing I did ABSOLUTELY NOT have any! And a good thing that the Nachos Supreme I ordered came incredibly fast as my guttyworks were ABSOLUTELY NOT going to wait another minute to be filled.
All humor aside, when I went to pull up their website (Made via Homestead, the former site of my first website, DEXAS, circa 2001) to get their address one of the first search results that came up was Yelp, and there weren’t a lot of flattering things said about their service speed. This I’m going to have to vehemently disagree with as the food arrived seemingly before I even ordered it. I don’t even believe that it’s possible thermodynamically physics wise for food to be cooked and prepared as fast as it was, but it was.
And how were such chronologically defying nachos? Not bad. It had a few of my favorite things, multiple base toppings with the beef/chicken/beans combo and multiple cheeses working together in harmony. We’ll go in reverse here and start with the cheese. I talk a lot of smack about the pasteurized process cheese product known as nacho cheese and how it alone is a sign of a low class dish, however when you mix it in with another real cheese, somehow it’s elevated. I can’t explain it but it’s probably one of those flavor swap things with how they interact on your tongue, like salt on the rim of a margarita glass. As for the base topping, probably the same deal, but when one of those meats is a pulled chicken, oh baby, it just gets tastier.
So, overall, they’re fine. Could they have used some guacamole? Sure. Cilantro? Yeah. Jalapenos? Definitely. Just because you put lettuce on top of a pile of nachos doesn’t mean you can neglect the other green vegetables out there, because you can’t. That’s what they call vegetable greenface, and it’s racist.That being said, if you’re driving up I-87 and get a little peckish around Exit 8, perhaps on your way to Saratoga (right before heading to Nova Scotia to view a total eclipse of the sun) you could eat these and still have a lovely time.
