This is a compromise number. My husband would probably have given it a 5 for his fajitas. He said they were fine and he ate until he was full. On my own, I would have given it a 1, lower if possible, for my meal. Actually I didn't have a meal. I had chips and salsa, of course. I ordered an order of fries, which never came. My husband had ordered chili cheese fries and it was plenty to share, but I thought that was a gloppy mess and ate only a couple of bites. I ordered a steak quesadilla, one of my favorite things. I never ordered it here before, but I used to order it often at our beloved Gringo's, which we miss SO much. I was shocked when I saw the quesadilla. Instead of the crispy golden brown I've always had in the past, it was literally black on both sides. I gave it a chance and ate one slice, but it tasted burned, because it WAS. When the server saw me not eating and asked if I needed a box, I told him I did not want to take the food home and why. He took it away and didn't charge me for it, but it sure wasn't a good lunch experience. Drove to town on a hot day to have lunch and shop a little and felt like it wasn't worth the trouble. I don't know if they always serve their quesadillas like that and you have to specify that you don't want it blackened, or if the cook lost control and burned it, then was too lazy to just make another one and thought he'd see if he could get away with sending it out. This was our third try of this place. First time, I liked my food okay and my husband didn't like his. Second time we both liked our food. Any restaurant is only as good as the cook on duty, and this place seems unreliable.