Rio Lerma Mexican Restaurant Review – By The Forney Foodie

Rio Lerma Mexican Restaurant Review – By The Forney Foodie

A couple of weeks ago, InForney asked where to find the best Mexican food in town. The responses? Let’s just say some folks around here act like they’ve got an abuelita in the kitchen slow-cooking mole with a recipe blessed by Frida Kahlo herself. Others must be living with a CIA-trained chef from San Antonio. Because apparently, if it doesn’t come plated on hand-fired pottery and served with a side of Aztec poetry, it’s not “authentic.”

Well, I’m here to tell you, there’s plenty of good Mexican food in Forney, and Rio Lerma is solidly in that conversation.

We rolled in at 11:15 a.m. for brunch, and the lot already had cars parked like it was a taco truck giving out free iPhones. The atmosphere is what you’d expect: nothing fancy, but clean and welcoming. Think standard-issue booths, a decent bar, and a vibe that says, “You came here to eat, not be impressed by tile work.” It’s not as polished as its sister spot Jessie’s in Kaufman, but hey, neither are most of us before noon.

We started with the famous white queso. Some people worship this stuff like it’s liquid gold. I’ve always thought it has a slightly odd aftertaste, maybe cilantro? Red pepper flakes? Dairy mystery?—but that doesn’t stop me from dipping chip after chip like a man with no self-respect. Speaking of which, the chips were fresh, and the salsa had a nice lime-forward zing that made me feel both refreshed and mildly judged.

Now for the main event.

My friend got the Enchiladas con Huevos with chipotle sauce, which continues to be one of the best things on the menu. It’s a beautiful mess of chicken-stuffed enchiladas topped with fried eggs and smothered in creamy, smoky chipotle sauce. Cut into the egg, let the yolk run, and it’s like watching a telenovela climax, but for your mouth.

One member of our party kept it American with scrambled eggs, bacon, and pancakes, which honestly looked great (and who’s judging, bacon is universal). I went with the Huevos con Chorizo y Papas. I’m not usually a chorizo guy (it’s like the loud cousin at family gatherings), but it was well-balanced here. The eggs were cooked right, the potatoes were soft but not soggy, and the chorizo didn’t bully the plate.

But the sleeper hit? The rice and beans. Light, fluffy, and full of flavor, nobody in town does them better. I’d eat a bowl of that rice solo and walk away feeling spiritually fulfilled.

The service? As always, top-tier. Chips? Refilled. Drinks? Never empty. Coke products flowing like a river of carbonated joy.

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