Rotten Ray Retez and the Stinkin' Whole Enchilada Moss Landing

Rotten Ray Retez and the Stinkin' Whole Enchilada

Rotten Ray Retez:
Somethin' Stinks at the Whole Enchilada - Moss Landing

May 14, 2009
In more than two months of crawling nearly a thousand miles by horseback and bus, we never met anyone as rotten as Ray Retez at the Whole Enchilada in Moss Landing. We rode into the small community early in the morning and started looking for a lot with some grass where Hampton could feed and rest. We haul lots of grain but a good green grass mix he enjoys. There were plenty of grass lots but we were told Jan Retez owned most of them, nearly all of them and she was "gone". We stopped by the restaurant on the highway, and asked the employees we could find, if we could tie the horse up at the back lot near the inlet. They said that was ok, and though there wasn't much grass we had our own hay and grain. All the help was Hispanic that we met. They were very pleasant. Later we asked about it again to check and make sure and one of the workers said he spoke with the elderly owner and it was still ok, no problem. At the back lot there wasn't any problem that Hampton could cause.

I of course had never met Ray Retez. Or anyone like him.

I went into his restaurant and had a bit of dinner. When I came out about an hour later to check on the family and bus he met me in the parking lot and said, "Is that your bus?" I replied it was and asked him again if it would all be ok? "No, you can't keep your bus here or the horse."

"I asked the employees and they said it would be ok, but just wanted to check with you."

"No, its not ok, my employees (Hispanics) don't have any say about anything. And just so you know, I own everything here in Moss Landing, all the land."

"Well, its almost dark but I will saddle up the horse and leave, not a problem." And that is what we did, riding and walking another five miles that evening further towards Monterey.

I am not sure who this rotten Ray is used to dealing with, but we don't like how he refers to his Hispanic help as some lower class group of people. Further, someone who would make someone move a resting horse isn't much of a man. Maybe Ray Retez can trade all he owns in for a deposit on his own soul, if he knows how to take it with him.

But we won't be recommending the Rotten Enchilada to anyone, nor Moss Landing.