Los Dos Molinos

Yesterday we tried a new Mexican restaurant, Los Dos Molinos. We were going to be in the area anyway - a hot night of Bingo at one of Arizona's finest casinos, Vee Quiva. So we hop in the good old Hybrid, cruise down the I-17 all the time laughing at people driving huge trucks and SUV's who spent over $100 to fill their gas tanks. All of a sudden we saw this:

Now you might think to yourself, ummm...Erin, why did you take a picture of this? Well duh! If you didn't know that this was the I-17 in Phoenix, you would of sworn you were driving on the 5 south on your way to Tijuana! This was a daily occurrence on the freeways of South San Diego (aka North Tijuana), and I swear this is the first time I've seen a truck piled that high here in Phoenix.

Anyway, I digress. We make it to the restaurant

We are both VERY excited and hungry. Adam mentions that this place is pretty spicy, and I'm like, HELLO...I'm from National City. You can see the Mexico from my house, I know what spicy is. Even the menu has the following caveat:

When you read our menu and see the word "chili" keep in mind we use New Mexico Chilis and this means "Hot" with the best flavor this side of the Rio Grande. If you know "Hot" put us to a test but if you don't we suggest you try one of our other wonderful dishes that don't have any "Heat". I'm sorry we do not provide a mild sauce, I do not know how to make "Mild".

Well this isn't going to stop me! So we order - we both get Chimichangas, I get machaca with red sauce, Adam gets chicken with green sauce. While we are waiting we snack on freshly made tortilla chips and accompanied with a red and green salsa. I go for the red salsa first and then my mouth is ON FIRE. Not like "oh that's a little on the spicy side" fire, more like out of the cartoons with smoke coming out of my ears and flames out of mouth. Adam tries the green salsa (of course just a little dab of it on his chip) and he escapes burning his tongue. The chips were really really good, and when I was brave I would put the SLIGHTEST dab of salsa on it. Meanwhile, the guy at the table next to us (a white guy at that) finished the green salsa and asked the waiter for another, larger bowl of it. Then our food comes - here is mine:

I'm all excited and tear into the chimichanga. Well wouldn't you know that the machaca was cooked in the HOTTEST SAUCE IN THE WORLD that has now ended up on my plate. So here is how dinner went: a bite of burning hot meat, a bite of tortilla with the sauce scraped off of it, drink of diet coke, a few tortilla chips, and a drink of water. Repeat that about 10 times and that was dinner. Although by the time I made it to the middle of my chimichanga I discovered this:

Three nice little, red hot chili peppers that had been cooked with the machaca. OMG. I could have died if I ate those! I would of been like that guy in the A1 commercial where he is putting A1 sauce on his steak on the grill, he spills a drop on the grill and the next this we know he is sitting on the back of an ambulance with his tongue all wrapped up in bandages. Now that would of made a great picture on my blog! All I can say is that we can't wait to go down there again.