So who is — Nacho.

Nobody knows, but everybody seeks him

Born Latino. Raised Spanish. Built in Weatherford, Texas. Ask the crew. They talk.

Find the cantina See the menu

The Lone Wolf, a wolf in sunglasses and a red bandana

The Ladies' Man, a rooster in sunglasses and a red bandana

The Boss, a bull in red sunglasses and a red bandana

The Good-Time Guy, a pig in sunglasses and a red bandana

The Wild Card, a fish in orange sunglasses and a red bandana

The Lone Wolf He doesn't follow the pack. He owns the night. El nocturno. El solitario. El superviviente.

I was born in the heart of the Caribbean plains and grew up in the chaos of one of Europe's most iconic cities. And now? Well, here I am. [Deep in the heart of Texas.] Boots on my feet, dust on my jeans, and long days that turn into even longer nights. A little wild. A little unpredictable. [Perfectly controlled chaos.]

— Nacho Bravo

Food that's bold.

We're not just a taqueria. Mexican roots, bold fusions, and tacos with attitude. The kind that hit hard and keep calling you back.

The best way to do Nacho Bravo? Don't order for yourself.

A few plates. A couple cocktails. Everyone trying everything. Someone claiming they “just want one bite” and absolutely lying. That's the whole point.

Strong drinks that make you forget what time it is.

Margaritas: Classic LimeMangoCoconutStrawberrySpicy JalapeñoHot Honey Peach

There's always a reason to stop by.

From Madrid to Texas.

The Nacho Bravo sign glowing behind a margarita

2018

Paseo de las Delicias, Madrid

A small restaurant. A kitchen with no limits. A Mexican restaurant with a Spanish twist, built on the idea of doing things differently.

2025

Top 3 in Madrid

Our Pork Belly Taco was recognized as one of the top 10 tacos in Spain, and top 3 in Madrid. No shortcuts. No favors.

The Nacho Bravo building in Weatherford with picnic tables out front

Now

816 S Main St, Weatherford

The same passion. The same creativity. The same obsession with great food. Today we're proud to call Weatherford home.

Because wherever there's a good Nacho, there will always be a Bravo.

My cantina. But also yours.

You sit down — and something hits the table.Popcorn with tajín. Simple. Bold. A little kick. It's my way of saying: relax, you're here now.
Every check comes with a sticker.Not a coupon. Not a promo. A phrase, a mood, a piece of the night. If it ends up on your truck, your laptop, your cooler — perfect.
Out on the terrace, you'll find a basket.Cards. Dominoes. Something to pass around. No screens. No rush. Just a reason to stay.
The music sets the pulse.Some nights it leans Latin. Some nights it carries a little country grit. Some nights it's live. Low enough to lean in and talk.