Pachanga

So my brother-in-law was up on business and we went through the usual song and dance of “where should we go for dinner?” “I don’t know, where do you want to go for dinner?” This goes back and forth for about an hour, whereas if we decide to get in the car, we are more likely to commit to a location. We live in Fair Oaks, making our options somewhat limited (suggestions welcome), so we always focus our easy commute choices on Folsom and Roseville. I know that there are probably choices in Rancho Cordova and Carmichael, but I never can think of them when we are throwing out options. Therefore, we are in the car and heading towards Folsom with no choice made but we do not really feel like the five minute extra drive to Roseville. “Pachanga!” I call out … god, I should have thought of it earlier! Fine, sold, we are on our way.
Pachanga is one of those restaurants that should be packed—the food is good, the bar is stocked and visually appealing, and the overall feel is fun, fine dining, yet casual. So we sit at a table that has a nice direct view of the flat screen (when in Rome you might as well have a good seat) to the baseball play-offs (hey I am with two men!). I graciously offer to have them sit in the seats directly in front of the TV, whereas I am stuck sitting right in line with a ceiling light that is pointed right at me. Now, I would not generally mention this but it was so bad that I had to ask Jason (brother-in-law) for his baseball hat because I literally could not see after asking the waiter if he could please turn it down (the dimmer was broken and I was out of luck). Okay, I am blind, but content.
However, I am in good spirits, so I choose to let this aspect of my experience slide—hey I am a nice girl when I want to be! Perusing the wine list, my husband and I settle on the Boeger Sauvignon Blanc, which is always a solid choice, but continuing on my bad luck streak, the wine of our choice is of course not available.Sigh … this is where you have to either decide that you hate a place because everything thus far is stacked against you or you shrug it off and dig deeper, determined to find the good. “Okay,” I say with a deep breath, “how about the Lava Cap Reserve Syrah?” Yes, they do have that! I am relieved things might be turning around. In all fairness, our server is really a delight and, if anything, seems eager to please us.
On to our menu choices: I have always been a huge fan of their carnitas tacos, but they are missing from the menu tonight so I am slightly bummed but settle on the Asian chicken salad, which I have also had and is always good. Our friendly waiter informs me that indeed, they do still have the tacos but they are now on the bar menu, and I am more then welcome to order them. So we settle on an order of the tacos, the salad, and a dinner plate of ribs, which the waiter says are utterly superb and an absolute must. Hey, when someone is that adamant, you go where the fire is. Now, I’m finally in luck with the food. The carnitas are tender, the salad is crisp with a great dressing, and the ribs are true to the waiter’s word. If I had to pick one aspect of the food to knock, it would be that the ribs do not need that much bbq sauce because they are that tender. Was the evening flawless? Far from it, but the waiter was great, the restaurant had a nice feel, and the food tasted great (aside from the fact that I am still a little blurry from the light)—I am happy and that is always nice.
Here is a link to their menus for your viewing curiosity: Pachanga Dinner Menu.
Pachanga is located at
825 Sutter St.
Folsom CA 95630












