
Address and Contact Information
Address: 4446 Mayfield Rd, South Euclid, OH 44121
Phone: (216) 382-4490
Website: https://www.facebook.com/chelosCLE/
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P.S.I saw the Chaja cake on FB that they were going to have that evening. Ordered 4 slices for pick up and I’m so glad I did. We absolutely LOVED it and will definitely get every time it’s featured. So delicious!!
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We also got Beef, Chicken, Ham & Cheese, Buffalo Chicken Empanadas, they were awesome. Great Crust.
Good Country Fried Steak, Good French toast, Good hash browns, Good biscuits and gravy, Good corned beef hash, Good Chicken and waffles.
*Disclaimer*
I give honest reviews, check out my others, if this place was bad, I would say it boldly.
Here is what we had:
Cinnamon roll pancake (this was a special) – my stepson really enjoyed it!
French toast, with two eggs over easy, bacon and white toast = PERFECTION!
The meat omelette- this thing was loaded with meat – off the top of my head it had bacon, sausage, gyro meat, corned beef and then it also had American cheese
My husband got the country fried steak breakfast and it was one of the best I’ve ever had! It was flavorful and tender.
Ham and cheese empanada – I love the empanada shell and the ham but the cheese was a little strange.
We can’t wait to return and try more menu items!
After driving around the neighborhood, with the help of my GPS, I was unable to find the establishment. The GPS told me “you have reached your destination“ but I didn’t see the place. So I drove a couple of blocks, turned around, and the GPS repeated the phrase.
I didn’t read the signs in front of the stores along Mayfield. I expected a large parking lot, which is a convention most restaurants follow. So, where to park? I thought I’d take a look in back of the building to see what there was to see. Know what I saw? A parking lot!
And so, I parked. Just a few feet from the back door.
The walk from my car to Chilo‘s back door was torture, according to the Geneva Conventions. No POW would ever be placed in a pyrogenic container. it’s international law.
But the heat that enveloped me as I entered the building was pure pleasure.
To get to the restaurant I walked through the back hall and passed a gentleman, just leaving. I said to him “hello.“
He said “hi. How are ya?“
that was shocking. I’m from Cleveland, but I spent the last 40 years in New York and Florida. I never received such a friendly and automatic response, especially that early in the morning, in either of those states.
I remembered my Cleveland manners all that time!
I walked into the restaurant and it was nearly empty. this cannot be a good sign. but that’s how it is most places for breakfast at 7:30 AM on a weekday.
I walked in, sat down at a booth, and the waitress came over with a pot of coffee and asked “coffee?“
I quickly responded “yes! 1 gallon of coffee, please.“
She giggled (though she probably hears similar quips several times daily) and walked away.
I spent some time perusing the menu. The top. The bottom. The back. The front.
I don’t know why I do that. I ordered the same thing everywhere I go if they have it. And I was gonna do that at Chelo‘s.
The cute little waitress bounced over to my table and asked “are you ready?“
I replied “yup.“
I ordered what I always order, she asked the standard questions waitresses always ask when the customer is ordering a western omelette, she asked if I wanted more coffee, and I did.
I sat for a short while reading the New York Times on my iPhone. I still prefer the size and feel of a full sized printed newspaper in my hands. But now that’s only for special occasions. Because only special places have newspapers to sell.
after reading an article or two about government, corruption and pending cease-fire and settlement talks in the Middle East, my breakfast arrived, and it looked and smelled fantastic!
I put my phone aside and prepared my omelette and coffee. I ate at a reasonable pace as my mother had trained me. (If our mother‘s did good jobs, we follow their orders well into our 90s. I’m not there yet.)
The omelette was delicious. The hashbrowns are cut above. And the coffee? Just perfect. Not every diner gets the coffee right, you know. Sometimes they make it in a rush and pour in too much water. Or not enough grounds. Or they mix the water with a coffee pot that’s 1/4 full.
Whatever. This coffee was good. And over the course of breakfast, I drank four or 5 cups. That’s about a gallon, isn’t it?
after my last cup was served, I was given the check following the standard server question “will there be anything else?“
I thought to myself “I don’t need anything else from the restaurant, but I’m sure there will be something else somewhere else sometime today.“
I’m profound that early in the morning.
After three or five minutes I took the check, walked it over to the waitress who was handling everything in the dining room And we started a little banter as she took the check and my credit card.
Her service was a pleasure. The food was delicious. And I’ll be going back to Chieo‘s soon.