Victor’s Cafe

This place is great, good food, quiet, good service.
You have to expect a small taqueria experience though.
I personally love the food, and the fact that its clearly a family business.
They serve mostly mexican food, and a couple american dishes to give an option to parents and people that work nearby. Which I personally love.
The burger and the quesadillas are the %&$#!
I hope this place sticks around, I can see it being a good place to get coffee and read the paper when I get old. Its got that greasy spoon diner vibe, love it.

Victor’s is just around the corner from my apartment, and I would gladly sacrifice quality and value for convenience on occasion. Nonetheless, I’ve eaten at Victor’s exactly twice in the 8 or 9 years since it opened, and there’s a reason.
For $ 6.25, you can get a club sandwich consisting of two slices of the cheapest bologna known to Sam’s Club, bacon strips whose scrawniness was previously unknown outside of homeless shelters, one slice of generic «Swiss» cheese (which, I am convinced, is merely American cheese without the food coloring), and a dollop of Victor’s world-​famous cheese-​sauce-​from-​a-​can, all layered between slices of toasted bread Mrs. Baird wouldn’t dream of serving. For $ 6.25. Chips are extra.
Or, try the many breakfast offerings, all accompanied by home fries made from frozen french fries which have been diced, blanched in the deep fryer, and then tossed around on the grill for a few seconds, until they have almost begun to brown. You’ll think you’re back in jail!
If you want a truly wretched meal that makes Denny’s seem like Abacus, go to Victor’s.

The idiots where I work scheduled a «call block» here on a Monday afternoon.
I arrived early and Victor was eagerly awaiting, at the door, like a twelve year boy for his Dad’s Sears catalogue, to hang with himself, or go straight to the lingerie section, if you know what I mean and I think you do.
Twenty minutes into it, Vic pulled two tables together and brought chips n salsa. I ordered water and felt embarrassed, and dared to delve into the chips n salsa… I did, however, wondering if the director of sales was even gonna show and would the food be comp’t?
I mean, what kind of company makes you not only work for free, but makes you buy your own food at mandatory meetings???
Eventually the other folks came and ordered some food. The «writer/​sales person» and the «Director» ordered some shit or other. One had chicken tacos that looked like large clumps of chic, and I don’t mean chickens, well yeah I do… whatever, chicken tacos at $ 1,50 a piece and the other… some other kind of swag Mexi-​crap.
SWAG!
No wifi, no quiet place to conduct a «call block» and I just don’t like Mexican restaurants that serve hamburgers and tuna sandwiches…
SORRY!
I think I’m gonna quit my job and never come back.
The people who work for DART seem to dig it though…