There is a great restaurant in town where I love to eat steak. It is cheap, though they don't offer the best cuts of meat. However, the steak is tender, comes with a load of sides, and is cooked perfectly for my tastes. It is a popular place and listed in all the guidebooks. I've even referred people to it. The ambience is 20th-century jazz and very classy. The location is also perfect and easy as pie to find. I don't know if a tourist would notice this or not, but when Gringos come into the place, they seemed to be served last, and only after the Mexicans are served. We've been in there when we've been seated and not so much of a smile is brought to our table until all the Mexicans get their orders taken and meals served. Once, we sat there and sat there while the waiters seated and served Mexicans who came in twenty minutes after we were seated. That was the last time we ate in this place we loved. My boycott of it did not occur until after I confirmed this with at least four other gringos. They too have been treated like this. I've tried asking the waiters who work there when I see them on the street about this but they have sealed lips. They won't say. They don't deny it. They just won't say. So I won't say where this place is. Again, the most shocking thing is not that gringos are discriminated against in any restaurant. It isn't true of all places, mind you. In Casa Valadez, they treat us like royalty. I keep expecting one of them to give us backrubs and spoon our soup into our mouths each time we come in there. But, this fine treatment is not true of all the places in town. The most shocking thing is, you guessed it, that those who inhabit Gringolandia will tell you this does not go on. They claim it can't have happened because they've never seen it. Sigh!!