Pollos Asados El Compadre

What the hell? It’s not like I have to pay for the stars is it? If me splashin’ out stars like I’m payday rich helps Pollos Asados El Compadre get some much needed Unilocal-​Love, then I say — well, you know what I say don’t you?
Being in an area you really aren’t familiar with and starving so bad there’s flies buzzin around your mouth is a truly crap combination that usually results in needless gorging on fast food. It’s truly remarkable how well those logos work in the branding process isn’t it? Go for what you know. Anyhow, I was getting to that point while in San Marcos recently when I drove by a strip mall that looked like one of the units just might be on fire for the amount of smoke that was literally pouring out of the vent — just then (and this is a plug for Swanson’s Vitamins) my Gingko Biloba kicked in and I realized that real wood-​burning smoke coming from a strip mall is usually a very good thing.
Simple menu: Order the amount of delicious, juicy grilled chicken you want (I saw bird of the boneless, skinless variety on that grill too if that’s your thing. Me? Well, I know birds have bones. And skin.) and you’ll get it served up with beans, fluffy homestyle rice, a pile of grilled onions, grilled jalapenos, and «salad». You gotta laugh at the salad, you know? What’s the point of the salad? Corn or flour being the next obvious question before you sit and wait for your meal.
If the chicken wasn’t so damned delicious I may have removed a star for the wait, which was about 20 minutes. Yeah, I know. And I don’t want salmonella either but there’s a huge window where you can watch the delicious birds cooking up on the grill. And they look pretty damn done to me. They smell pretty damn done too. What the hell??? I’m funkin hungry and it smells so damned good. Then I realize that pretty much everyone in the room was waiting for their bird too. What if there wasn’t enough? What if those bastards oversold their bird? And just as I’m thinking about who looks weak enough to kill should it get right downto it, the bird arrives.
It is the best grilled chicken I’ve ever had that wasn’t served in a backyard.
So, if you’re in the area, if you’re from the area, if you’re stuck in traffic on the 78 you lucky North County heads you, swing through and grab some bird. Bring your appetite and possibly a low profile weapon and you’ll be fine.