Rating 3 1/2 stars
When you first walk in to Senior Picos, the place strikes you as a much nicer and cleaner place than Pavo Real's, and I'd really like to rate it higher, but it was perhaps TOO clean. Picos is in the Intercontinental Hotel and it has that hotel sterility about it. Also, all the management type guys walking in and out of the back in funeral suits gives you the feel that you're in a Russian Mafia fronted Mexican Restaurant in downtown Moscow...
Then there is the creepy stage show.
They have a small stage that looks like it was once a niche for a planter or a vase that now houses the skinniest blonde singer and her mullet wearing guitar player. We left not long after they played Anne Murray's "Close to you". They do sing some Spanish songs and I would have liked to have watched except that my wife kept slapping me every time I looked in the skinny blonde's direction (not really - but it was a point of some humor).
To have the dancing duo framed in a niche in the wall made the performance look like a marianette show. To top it off, the painting of a Mexican Woman "loving" a tower shaped Mexican monument as their backdrop and the music turned down so low that the woman's dance steps on the hollow flooring of their puppet stage were louder than their music, just made it all really really wierd and creepy.
Perhaps it wouldn't be so bad if it wasn't a tiny little stage with tiny dancing people standing on it, I was half expecting Topo Gigo to pop out on strings and start telling jokes in Spanish or Italian.
The Appetizer: Once again, not authentic in any way, shape or form. We had ordered Chile con Queso and a seafood soup to start. The soup never showed up. The Queso tasted like it was made with Alfredo Sauce mix. It was white in color and had an Itallian cheese taste to it. Not bad flavor, but not Mexican or TexMex. Chips were sort of dry (like they were made of baked wheat or something). Not to my liking. My wife enjoyed them. The salsa was missing cilantro (corriander) and diced jalapenos.
Main Course: Mixed Fajitas. They had excellent flavor, though the beef tasted better than the chicken. Also not authentic as they were served with baby corn and asparagus, though were better than Pavo Real in that the rice wasn't piled on to the sizzling plate underneath the meat. They also provided a selection of fixings, which I liked (sliced jalepenos, cheese, sour cream and guacamole (after they told us they didn't have guacamole when we ordered it as an appetiser)).
Service was a bit stiff. The Manager (a Russian Mafia Suit wearing dude) walked over and asked for our opinion. He was very nice and we explained that we were from Texas and that we have a Mexican Sister-in-Law, so we are a little picky on Mexican food. They were very graceous.
We had an overall positive experience. The place was more quiet than Pavo Real and the food was slightly better. Though Pavo Real has Kareoke on Wedesday Nights and appears to be more of a fun place, constantly haunted by expats. Picos would be a great place for quiet conversation.
We will have to go back on a weekend night and see how busy it gets.
For drinks we had a pitcher of Margaritas. Equally good at Picos.