Birrieria Michoacana
(former home of Taqueria Mexico
719 Kansas Ave, Kansas City, KSFacade: Average. The old Taqueria Mexico had a bad ass sign painted across the side of it, but these dudes went low key. This place is all about the food. No flashy murals. Personally, I like murals and crap, though.
Décor/Ambience: Average. It’s a pretty well put together place, having been previously the Taqueria Mexico. Seemed clean, and kinda modern relative to a lot of the places on this list. However, no juke box, no Telemundo, no crucifixes, no shrines to the Virgin, and no left out-dated holiday décor combined to leave me wanting.
Service: Very Good. Junior, the proprietor of the place was great, and hooked us up with complimentary stew (more on that later). Our English-as-a-very-distant-second-language waitress was very nice, and patient as we mis-pronounced every single thing on the menu, and asked like a hundred questions about how stuff was made. Her eyebrows were not painted as high up on her forehead as I normally like, but she did pay attention to her appearance. She coordinated the turquoise eye shadow, nail polish, and ear rings flawlessly.
Food: Excellent. It’s a very traditional place, loads of stuff on the menu here that you will not see at Carolos O’Kelly’s. The owners are from “Central Mexico” and the specialty is the Birria, which is a stew , in this case made with lamb. It’s pretty spicy, but very flavorful. Junior hooked us up with complimentary cups of stew when we were asking about the specialties of the house. He was rough ridin' pumped about it. They served it with corn tortillas, but he said that on the weekend they make extra special corn tortillas, and he seemed to suggest that if we ever tried them it would blow our minds or something….again, he was pumped. They give you chips and salsa, with a mild and a hot. The hot was a verde, which was pretty good. The guys I was with ordered carne asada tacos, and carne asada enchilada. Both said they were really good. I shot the moon on this one, and ordered a Molcajete on the suggestion of my waitress. What a rough ridin' spectacle this thing was. It’s severed in a big stone mortar (called a Molcajete, coincidentally). Huge hunks of meat hanging out of it, and a whole green onions, with a big ol’ pepper in the middle of this bubbling stew of spices and stuff. It was really good, but difficult to eat. Pretty good pic of this thing below.