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I've never been to Cuba,
but I can't imagine that over forty years of sanctions has raised
the quality of the food. Do they use Russian beef shipped in 1958
Ford trucks? That would be a mistake. Luckily for us, we live in the
U.S. and can enjoy the flavors of Cuba made with all the modern hormone-injected
meat we can eat. And we can down this stuff in a funky, Caribbean
environment in a trendy neighborhood while being bombarded with extra-loud
live Latin music and wiping our mouths on linen napkins. A giant bar
runs what seems like the entire length of the restaurant (which is
quite deep), and the seating is set up perfectly for large parties
and communal shouting. The whole place makes you want to wear a pith
helmet and knee socks and smoke a cigar. There are things like oxtail
and random pig parts, but we stuck with the sole with banana on top
and the steak, both of which were very tasty and plentiful. The mojitos
and caipirinhas were strong enough to make your eyes bug, and tasty
enough to keep 'em comin' all night long. This place is certainly
different enough to warrant super-cool status, and would make a great
place to bring a date on whom you wouldn't mind dropping a little
coin. [MF]
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