There are many things to love about Lindo Michoacan. Unfortunately most of the food isn’t among them.
Festive, friendly and fun, there’s no better place is town for a gringo to celebrate a birthday over some cervezas, tequila and tacos.
And that’s exactly what’s wrong with this place. It’s too gringo-friendly.
Some of the food tastes straight from a can (like the wallpaper-paste-like bean dip — that doubles as the refried beans on the platos familiar), and much of the huge menu seems calculated to provide variety over quality…with offerings that always sound better than they taste.
Like our recent lunch of cochinitas revolcada. Chunks of pork supposedly served in three salsas….but not tasting distinctively of even one of them.
Our menu disappointments have been many over the years, but we return for the tongue dishes (‘cuz a man can never get enough tongue), and for the beautiful birria de chiva (goat stew).
And the fresh tortillas are irresistible unto themselves, and something to console yourself with while you’re watching everyone ohh and ahhh over by-the-numbers food that can’t hold a candle to Los Molcajetes or Los Antojos.
Which makes LM the Vegas equivalent of Pascal’s in “Big Night” — wildly popular, but (mostly) unconcerned with anything but pleasing as many customers as possible.
2655 East Desert Inn Road
Las Vegas, NV