As my friends, family and coworkers can attest, I can be indecisive when it comes to picking where to eat. I don't want to waste a meal. I blame my dad. Friday's initial plan was to eat at La Tejana Taqueria because I love authentic tacos and I love restaurants that are inside of liquor stores. Around Page Ave., the urge for tacos briefly turned to Chinese and we decided to change plans and head to Mandarin House. Then we drove by Las Palmas Mexican Restaurant and it was back to tacos.

The name was familiar, so we pulled into the lot and turned to Google for guidance. Confusingly, there are three Mexican restaurants in St. Louis named "Las Palmas", with two of them being sister restaurants and one being unrelated. This one, on Page, is the unrelated one.

The restaurant is small but has character, with teal walls adorned with murals and Mexican art. It was surprisingly full, with us taking the last open booth. Having never been there nor read any reviews, we began eyeballing the nearby tables. The common dish amongst them were fajitas. A tasty meal, for sure, but one I almost always refuse to order. I will not pay more to have to make my own dinner!

Our waiter came by immediately to take our drink orders, tell us about the specials and sell us on their margaritas. His English wasn't great, but he was enthusiastic and funny. We ended up ordering one Las Palmas Margarita and one Texas Margarita. I couldn't really understand the difference between his descriptions of the two, but whatever. I'd find out when they came.

Like any good Mexican restaurant, they brought out free chips and salsa. The chips were fresh and crunchy, and the house salsa was a bit smokey and spicy. They give each person at the table their own small bowl of salsa, which I give two thumbs up to. Great idea. I hate sharing. If we were back in my fatter days, I would have cleared that basket of chips and salsa myself.