1. Mike C

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    This place was aweful. $15 for Taco Bell quality food. Wait staff sucked. Got my drink after I finished my meal. Roof is falling apart. Really just a place to bring kids.

  2. Stuart Marks

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    The food was gross and made us sick to our stomachs later. The arcade games were broken as hell and old. The entertainment might be fun for little kids, but it was quite loud throughout the whole meal. And $15 a plate? Who are they kidding? So I can have all the disgusting enchiladas I want? Woohoo…Like many people who watch South Park, we just had to see it for ourselves. Let me save you all a wasted trip to what is also clearly a rough part of Denver. Don’t do it.

  3. Patricia David

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    The food was amazing and the atmosphere was great, the entertainment was a little cheesy. But fun for a family dinner and fun time.

  4. Carson Weber

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    Wow. Rude order taking lady who declares solemnly that all adults must order an adult entrée, all of which absolutely, positively, without a doubt suck. A puppet show that, taking all of 10 minutes, turns out to be a commercial directed at little kids, coercing them to have their birthday party at Casa Bonita. A magic show that is about 5% magic and 95% bad jokes. Did I mention horrendous food? Tons of unsuspecting, innocent kids being brainwashed into thinking this is somehow Mexican, although 98% of the staff is whiter than Utah. And… Bad food. It’s like being trapped in the third circle of Dante’s Inferno.

  5. Eli Gordon

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    With every tragedy, there is a harbinger. Casa Bonita’s is the Hollywood Video (still operating in 2014) that lingered in the front of the shopping center converted to Mexican theme park hell. The video store seemed to feed off of whatever Indian Burial ground energy that simply would not let the businesses upon it die.The entrance funnels you into a Six Flags ride style line complete with various items pertaining to all things Mexico. The line was designed to ensure that you could not see the 2,000 people in front of you. At some point I ordered and paid only to be shoved down the line to a place where robots, humanoids, or slaves (who knows) facelessly shoved food out of a window. There were two actual humans facilitating the food production (and I use that term deliberately), however, the light had left their eyes long ago, replaced with despair. Then I entered the restaurant. I was delighted at the amount of things there was to see. The cliff divers were about to start there show, so I put the food down (before eating it) and went to watch. The enthusiasm of the actors (and divers) putting on the show was the best part (and the peak) of the whole night. I returned to eat my dinner.What was placed before me was not an Enchilada. If it was, whatever robot made it was leaking motor oil directly into the pot…..I ate two plates (out of general principle) because I had paid for “all you can eat.” My fried ice cream inexplicably had soggy cornflakes on it…but the sopppias were good.The rest of the night was a blur of bad acting, 80’s style magic shows, and viewing the various exhibits and attractions…all in need of repair. I think I might have contracted AIDS walking through Blackbarts cave…and the puppet show had dirty puppets with holes in them…..this all lead up to the Arcade. The arcade was the only place in Denver with humidity, presumably from the sweat from people who had found themselves in this fresh kind of hell. I swear to God the twins from “The Shining” were playing Ski-ball, complete with matching outfits. At one point I tried to give away my tokens only to have other parents ask me, “why would you do that to me?” I think I would have received a better response had I been a child kidnapper. I grabbed my kids and escaped from that place.We spent the rest of the night trying to find the exit…which led us to places that had instructional signs to go to other places with more instructions: “if you want your picture taken in the jail cell, talk to the woman selling light sticks: She will tell you were to go.” We found the exit only to discover a few hours had passed and the sun was still out. I’m pretty sure I had spent 3 days there…we took pictures in the front of the place, only to realize there was a homeless man passed out in the bushes behind us.With one last quizzical look at Hollywood Video…I left Casa Bonita….but not before locking the doors to my car, seriously, the possibility of getting shanked in that neighborhood is very real. Overall, it was an experience. Everyone in Denver should do it at least once. Every South Park fan should do it as well. Be warned though, you might find yourself feeling dirty inside…the kind of dirty that only crying naked in a shower can fix. I gave it 4 Stars because, well, it is like Everest. Sure you might come back missing a hand and your childhood buddy died in a horrific way…but hey, you climbed Everest. Casa Bonita is the Everest of Mexican restaurants.