Rosa Mexicano is wildly inconsistent. In a restaurant, inconsistency is worse than being really bad. At least with the really bad places, you know not to go there.
Rosa Mexicano is a tease: one day it's great and the next you're embarrassed that you brought your friends.
The first time I went, I stumbled on it after visiting the ICA, which is almost across the street. I was charmed by the margaritas, the bar bites, and the service. Because of that first experience, I've gone back more times than I should have. It's like a bad boyfriend: he had a flash of good and you keep hoping to see it again.
On a raw cold rainy Thursday in March, I visited the ICA again for the Walid Raad show (excellent!) and thought to myself, Is it worth the walk to Rosa Mexicano for one of those margaritas and maybe a flauta or enchilada? The thought was so enticing that I forgot that Rosa Mexicano often closes down for private parties without warning or option or apology. When I got there, the bar was bustling with people, but that's not a surprise in Boston at 7 p.m. on a Thursday night. I found a seat and asked for a drink. The bartender started to get me a drink and then asked if I was part of the group. What group? Turns out, I'd stumbled into YET ANOTHER private party. The bar was closed to paying customers. No sign, not that a sign makes up for walking through bitter spitting rain and being denied service because, well, Rosa Mexicana closes randomly.
It's not like it was out of their control, like a burst pipe or a C from the health inspector.... Next thing you know, they'll be doing trivia or karaoke. (NOOOOO!)
Rosa Mexicana doesn't have a regular crowd or client base. They can't with the way they close down randomly. But the problem is larger than random closings. And there's no guarantee that calling ahead will remedy the problem. On New Year's Eve 2016, a few of us were going to a party at a condo not far from the seaport and wanted to grab a bite ahead of time. I thought of Rosa Mexicana -- ugh! kicking myself -- but because it was a holiday, and because they advertised a prix fixe menu for the evening, and because they've been inconsistent in the past, I called ahead to find out if the bar would be open and if we could get a drink off the regular bar menu and maybe an app. "Yes, absolutely" was the answer. Because two of our group have gluten allergies, I also asked about gluten free offerings for that night. (Note: they *say* they cater to gluten allergies.) I was assured that we could take advantage of both the bar-bite menu and the gluten-free offerings. As you've probably guessed, neither were available. After a fuss, we were able to cobble together a reasonable meal, but our options were limited and we had to fuss to get what we got. Who wants to argue with servers or management on New Year's Eve? We wanted a relaxing drink and some apps.
Another time, a friend and I stopped at Rosa to watch Thursday night NFL football. We were pleased to find that the bar wasn't very crowded -- maybe two other customers -- and so placed ourselves in front of one of the two televisions, the one that was already showing NFL football. We ordered expensive drinks -- about $15 each -- and were about to order food when a woman sat down near us. Not long later, the channel of the television we were watching changed. Stunned, we asked the bartender to turn it back to football. He refused. As did management. The woman who arrived after we did wanted to watch something else and that was that. No compromise. No "are you watching this?" Just an f-u to us as customers.
That seems to be the theme. When they feel like offering good service, they do. It's as random as the MBTA, and I'm intentionally evoking a poorly run operation, one that gives a bad feeling.
Two stars because I like the margaritas, the flautas, the guac; minus a zillion stars because management. read more