Mondongo (the best of the bunch, believe it or not) |
What a waste of time. This is a day that I have somehow dreaded. I knew that it was inevitable, but my first really bad review of a restaurant was not something I was looking forward to. Not only because I realize that running a restaurant is hard and some little shitbag talking badly about your restaurant is the last thing you want to deal with at the end of the day, but also because I have enough bad meals within the course of a week. A purely horrible meal, although par for the course at some point considering this is a food review blog, is never a welcome prospect. If I go to a Latin restaurant that I have never patronized, I know that at least trying the chicharron will make for a worthy trip.
Boring Chicharron |
I didn't even have the urge to eat the pieces of fat and skin that I usually leave so that I can fool myself into thinking that the meaty part of the deep-fried fat back is some how perfectly fine, healthy cuisine. I never leave all of them mind you, just 40-70%. You can take what you would like from this review, since my main meal was bacalao and mondongo with rice and beans. The majority of those that live in this country would touch neither bacalao nor tripe, but I happen to very much enjoy both of these delicacies. After a very disappointing appetizer in the chicharron, I tried the bacalao, which tasted like it was cooked in either ketchup or Hunt's tomato sauce and nothing else. Except maybe some extra salt because it was rediculously salty. Even after drowning it in hot sauce it was close to inedible. And the rice was horrendously dry and flavourless.
Keep in mind, that I walked in here at a little after 5 p.m. on a Friday. You may want to show your A-game at dinner time on a Friday. Just a suggestion. I question myself as to why I didn't just walk right out without ordering, because nothing looked particularly good or fresh. What looked the tastiest, and I hope that I don't regret this for the next 3 or 4 days, was the mondongo, so against any kind of intuition, I decided on that. That may be akin to getting sushi late at night on a Sunday after an early evening blackout that National Grid is still working the kinks out of in an establishment that was suspect to begin with, but I hadn't eaten since 11, so I was hungry and not thinking straight. The only good thing about the mondongo was the sauce it was in, but the tripe itself was stinkier than it should have been and had kind of a fishy taste. Like I said, I hope I don't regret this for the next 5 or 6 days. Gross. That's my final verdict. The food here is gross. No way will I go back. Don't bother. I'd go back to Gary, Indiana before I'd ever bother going back here.
Questionable Bacalao w/ crappy Yellow Rice
Besides, Yanet is right around the corner. So don't waste your time here.
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