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Hola! Welcome to New
York City's most authentic Mexican joint--so authentic, in fact, that
you may want to brush up on your Spanish. While the help speaks about
as much English as Mr. Hipster speaks Swahili, Tovar's food says nothing
but "yum!" Burritos bigger than a baby's arm tempt you with
their chickeny goodness. The three-taco plate will put you in a murmuring
coma. We've heard that the green Mexican soda has just the right amount
of fizz, and is just different enough to keep the Sprite people off
their tails. While the dining room is about the size of a small studio
apartment, the jukebox stuffed with Mexican classics from yesteryear
through today fills the space with mariachi merriment. With all the
crappy Chinese Mexican places in the city, it's nice to find a true
diamond in the rough that charges down-home prices and doesn't have
lines of yuppies from here to Tijuana lining up to drink $12 margaritas
and eat fancy-pants specialty flautas. I dare you to order the goat
tacos! [MF]
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