by Michelle B. on My friend and I came here on a weekday evening. We were planning to go to the Boiling Crab, but the wait was 40 mins, and I suddenly started craving Mexican. This place has happy hour until 9pm, and we took advantage of the half price appetizer deal. We should've stopped there, but we also ordered enchiladas with carnitas. Beware - ordering these with carnitas is $3.50 extra! I didn't care for the enchiladas. We got the sampler appetizer and it was HUGE - enough food for three people. It's about $6.95 during happy hour. A good deal, and it was yummy. Cheese had a great flavor. The waitress was nice, but she was handling both the bar and the eating area, so service was slow. She apologized for it. The restaurant should be hiring someone else to help her out! Our bill was about $30 with tip. Not a bad experience, but I've had WAY better Mexican food, for cheaper. 2.5 stars.
by Georgene Seacord on What a bizarre lunch experience. I came here with a friend for lunch on a recent weekday, not knowing what to expect. I certainly didn't expect the experience that I had. As you may or may not know, Middlesex is populated by low benches and tables on wheels. To me, this would seem more conducive to a big ol' game of people-tetris than it would as a seating arrangement for lunch, dinner, or even a snack, really. Maybe I'm just one big nerd (maybe?...), but leaning over your food strikes me as being two things: not fun and an ergonomic nightmare. Who wants to stoop over their food? Not me. I can see how that would be great for a lounge at night, but not a proper meal. Anyways, on to the food. I had a burger, rare. And it was actually rare, which was great, but it was actually rare to the point where it was dripping blood (or something?) onto my plate, pickled carrots, and potato chips (which come in a bag, not on the plate, for the record). It was a good burger, but in no way did it aspire to greatness. The service was ridiculously bad. Like reallllly bad. There were a grand total of five customers in the restaurant, but our waitress could not be bothered. She and the other girl working there just leaned on the bar talking to each other, refusing to look in the general direction of any of their tables. Not once did she ask how things were or if we needed anything; the only time she came over after we had been given our food was to give us the check. Seriously, it was the worst service I've experienced in a looong time. Apparently it's an awesome dance club, but for lunch Middlesex is a definite don't.
by Kristina Antczak on The night I came here was for DYL and they happened to have a benefit for Rocket Dog Rescue too...I was greeted at the door by this Rottie looking doggie that just loved on me and gave me kisses and made me very very happy after a long day at work. I thank the doggies' owner for allowing me to go ga ga over her... So, this place was insane crowded on this particular Friday night...but service at the bar was relatively quick. I was shocked. I was also shocked that my rum and coke was served in an itty bitty plastic cup...with very little alcohol. Needless to say I downed it quick. I decided for my next drink I needed something that required massive amounts of alcohol so it would come in a larger drinking apparatus. I went for the margarita. I got skerred at first because I thought the bartender was trying to squeeze all the tequila goodness into another tiny plastic cup...but she didn't! She came through and handed me a nice large cup with a salted rim. And it was STRONG! It was just what I needed after my long day and more than made up for my first drink. It was soooo good I had two. They have this amazing outside patio that has a gazillion heat lamps so even though the night was chilly, the patio remained a warm oasis of goodness. They also had what appeared to be an amazing free BBQ going on. I wish I had known because I wouldn't have eaten before I showed up. That night they also had a burlesque show...I love tatas, but this show made me want to scour my eyes out with a rusty Brillo pad. They charged $5-$10 dollars for this. I was shocked. Then in the middle of the show they started a collection of donations for themselves (I thought I had already donated enough. $15 for 3 peeps, come on now!). That's when I made my escape: 1. Because I had to pee. And 2: I thought the lady with the switch blade who shot gunned a PBR was going to stab me. The good here out weighs the bad. And I will come back, even though I was lied to and it is way more than a 3 block walk from BART(j/k you know I luv you Theron). I also like to support good causes, and I hear Rocket Dog Rescue has benefits here fairly often. YAY doggies!
