Chacho and Nacho have more experience with strip-mall Mexican fare than practically anybody in town. All that experience couldn't help us stomach the margaritas at the Kroger Franklin Road Las Palmas. Nacho's hermano was along for this review and mercifully he ordered the queso. The cheese was pretty much all we enjoyed.
Leaving this spot Nacho remarked that he hadn't felt this bad since finishing one of those yard-long drinks you wear around your neck in Las Vegas.
The chips, salsa, guacamole, and house margaritas are a no-go. I guess maybe just get a large fountain Coke, a bean burrito, and then call 'er a day.