Zantigo Mexican Restaurant

I always go to Zantigo, Woodbury to have the cheese chilitos. You can’t get them anywhere else. You can get them mild or hot, I usually get the mild one. It’s usually pretty busy during lunch hour, you may have to wait 10 minutes in line to place your order, but the food comes up pretty fast.

After waiting 15 minutes just to place an order I left. I can only imagine how long it would take to get food.

Zantigo reminds me of the kind of food I used to cook when I was a twelve year old roaming my parent’s pantry. In other words as long as you have tortillas, canned refried beans, cheese and a microwave you can probably make a better version of Zantigo’s food at home. The food is bland, below average (taste wise) and leaves a lot to be desired. I’d rather go to Taco bell or Taco Johns for many reasons, taste, price and variety being the main factors. I don’t plan to go back again. This place might be good for young children and picky eaters.

I went there on Cinco de Mayo (expecting to wait). Waited over a half hour for my food, asked the kid behind the service counter how much longer. The manager said «We need to get this one done». Ten minutes later I got my food. The kid dropped the bag on the counter and told me to «Enjoy». I contacted Zantigo, got some lip service from some «General Manager» who assured me he would have the store manager contact me. Haven’t heard a word from them. I’ll stick with Chipolte. The food at Zantigo is mediocre at best, but the service was horrible.

Won’t accept Zantigo coupons with no expiration date. Looked for $ 2.99 off, and was denied. Too bad the manager has no flexibility– they made my food, and wouldn’t honor it, so they had to throw my meal away? Seems like a poor choice on manager’s part. Just sayin’, this would have worked out much better by just honoring an unexpired coupon…

Zantigo is much better than Taco Bell! I like their food for quick tex mex food. They make everything in-​house! Yum!

There’s only one thing to get: chilitos. I’ve loved them since I was a kid and so does my wife. Nothing fancy, but they just fit the bill when you’re looking for a cheesy meal.

I m sitting eating the taco salad. Its ok. Almost all lettus. The nacho delux had hardly 5 chips flakes. Im hungryyyyy. Taste was good tough. Place looks clean

Fun fact: In Mexico, prisoners on death row can either opt to be executed by firing squad or have Zantigo’s force fed to them for the rest of their natural (and surely miserable) lives.
Death row’s pretty quiet. Guess which one has never been chosen?
You know, as a ‘hip cat’, I get it; bashing Taco Bell is a harmless, rad thing to do much like smoking marijuana cigarettes or consuming shellfish.
But, you know what? If I woke up one day stranded and starving on an island to find that my precious testicles had finally descended, I would use them to teabag the shit out of an angry honey badger just to get the chance to lick the underside of a stale cheesy gordita crunch before I would ever wrap my lips around any of this overpriced, elderly suburban white person bullshit again.
And I don’t even like Taco Bell.
And I’ve been waiting for those testicles.
And I’m pretty fucking white.
We were greeted by the familiar face of Mexican cuisine, a sixteen year old white male with an emo demeanor, and flatly asked what we wanted as he stared off into the distance to contemplate his dreams of being in a band.
Both my mom and girlfriend went for the ‘Manager’s Special’ which included a taco deluxe, a deluxe nachos and a fountain drink for seven bucks.
The food here literally flies out of the kitchen, so in the time it took the two of them to order, I had time to see what their food looked like and was immediately put off.
I quickly changed my order to the taco salad and added an order of ‘tigo fries’.
I will say one good thing about this place and only one: They have somewhat decent bottled hot sauces.
I grabbed a couple along with some of their branded, packaged ‘hot’ and ‘mild’ sauces to try.
My taco salad was tiny but filled to the brim with browned iceberg lettuce, cold meat complete with coagulated grease, cheese and raw onion (the best part) all lovingly dumped into a stale shell. If Gordon Ramsey could choose a lunch, this would surely be it.
They forgot the fries and I was told I’d be informed when they came up.
Though he was too busy staring vacantly to remember to say something, I noticed them sitting there some time later and went up to grab them.
What the taco salad lacked, the fries made up for; they were hot.
They were an overly salted order of those hellish little hashrounds you order from the golden arches when you have a mad vodka hangover.
I glanced over at the other food on the table and reminded myself that I fared the best. The ‘deluxe’ nachos gave us all a good chuckle. They were sitting in a –huge– container for the amount you’re given (literally, about ten small chips worth) and were blanketed in two inches of separated lumpy oil from that ‘real (shitty) cheese’ they go on about. Also making guest appearances were some mushy, canned jalapenos, onions and tomatoes. Mmmm. DEE-​luxe, amirite?
Their ‘deluxe’ tacos looked beautiful, too. Like the description, they were painted by skilled artisans with refried beans, stuffed with powdery cheese and tomatoes and given a little tuft of lettuce hair.
So, so deluxe.
After we all took a couple bland bites we decided to try and doctor things up with their signature packet sauces, hoping to salvage some of the meal.
Don’t. Don’t ever do this.
Unless, of course, you enjoy the taste of old taco seasoning dumped in water. The hot variety had as much zip as meatloaf at a senior facility.
The grease from the meat on my taco salad made the roof of my mouth feel like BP had been «responsibly» drilling for oil in my sinus cavities.
Ultimately, the only thing that barely made our food edible was covering it in the bottled hot sauces. I wish I could tell you I was joking.
But, not all was lost, for as we looked around at other tables, we found people having similar experiences to ours and felt like we belonged to a silent brotherhood. A brotherhood, fuckers. No one outside of that hellhole knows the weight of the horrors we all saw that day.
Because I’ve gotten into the habit of doing this lately, here’s some tips:
— Don’t eat here.
— Pick the firing squad.

Good food for a fast-​food Mexican restaurant, but poor customer service. The management and ownership is robotic in their customer relationship skills and lacks the knowledge or ability to solve simple customer service issues.

good fast food mexican, way better than toxic hell.

Every once in awhile I will get a really specific craving for a hot chilito and it will inevitably lead me to Zantigos. I always think it’s going to be delicious and I am expecting delicious but really it just brings sadness. I want it to be good I really do but it’s just ok. If you’re debating between Zantigos and Taco Bell definitley go with the ‘tigo but other than that don’t bother.

Biased since I used to eat this food growing up but its a heck of a lot better than Taco Bell. Still fast food but fresher. Go for the chilitos.

A touch of the ghetto right here in Woodbury. You’ll swoon as the «chef» in the window makes your food while you wonder not only if theyve washed their hands since the last restroom trip, but if theyve washed themselves at all on the day of your visit. Youll marvel when the lady behind the counter tells you its «real cheese and not that fake stuff at Taco Bell» to find that it is in fact real, packaged cheddar atop tortilla chips which creates that greasy mess you left your home for. And youll click your heels after reading this review that you never visited this sad excuse for a restaurant.

Well, I like it better than Chipolte.
Which is not saying much.
But atleast the ingrediants that go into their burritos are warm.
Maybe I’m spoiled because of Taco Taxi,
but I don’t feel like it should cost $ 5.50 for just a burrito.
Espeically when it’s mostly beans and rice.
My chicken burrito was better than my boyfriend’s beef burrito.

Ahh, Zantigo.
History lesson: First, years ago, there was Zapata. Zapata became Zantigo, which then closed in the original onslaught of Taco Smell, er Bell’s. (except for one lone outpost, now called «Zan’s» in Mankato).
Years passed. The no-​compete clause ran out. Then, Zantigo returned!
Unlike the other reviewer, I have always enjoyed my meals here. This is fast food mexican, sure, but it won’t make you sad like Taco Bell. I recommend the Hot Cheese Chillito (get it uncooked and bring to your summer BBQ, throw on the grill and – voila – instant friends!). My fave item, though, is the taco deluxe. This is a hard shell taco, around which is wrapped a soft tortilla with refried beans. Soft, crunchy, beany cheese goodness. Enjoy with Dr. Pib.

One step above Taco Bell. Burritos wrapped and slapped like a crappy hamburger joint.