Update: El Cabrito is closed.
In a word: Authentic but not for us.
The specs: #0252
Address, hours & details via Isthmus.
JM ate the quesadilla platter and a Fanta.
Nichole ate a gordita (chicharrones rojas con queso) and a Coke.
The bill was under $10, or $5/person.
JM gave El Cabrito a B-; Nichole gave El Cabrito a B (see our grading rubric).
We stopped at El Cabrito en route to Woodman's West, hoping to fill up before getting groceries (cuts down on the impulse purchases, don't you know). Neither of us ended up really full, but then, it took us a while to parse the big wall menu & decide what to get. The staff seemed to be made up entirely of teenage girls, who were courteous, but we still felt bad for interrupting the show they ware watching.
Nichole is embarrassed to admit that she didn't know what chicharrones were before today. And she never, ever wants to eat them again. Oh well. The thick tortilla, sauce and cheese made for a good faux-sandwich, however.
We think that if El Cabrito were the nearest place we could get homestyle Mexican, we'd frequent it. There may be some real gems hidden in the large menu, we just kind of struck out this time.