Who knew?! Rinconcito is literally around the corner from my house and I never thought anything of it until a few days ago when I heard some friends and colleagues commenting on the food, the portions and the price. All the rhapsodizing made me take notice.
John ordered the "Vaca Frita". It was slightly on the dry side, but seasoned beautifully. He frolicked happily in the mountain of white rice and the mini bucket of black beans that flanked his beef.
I had my standard pork chunks, the benchmark by which I measure all Cuban food. The robust pieces of meat were probably the most tender I've ever had, and they rested on a succulent bed of glistening sauteed onions. Every juicy morsel offered my taste buds the perfect combination of garlic and lime marinade.
Once again, I leave the best for last. As I walked into the establishment, I saw a picture on the window of a Cuban dish I haven't seen in many years. Could it be? Could this place make a decent "Fufu de Plátano" (plantain mash)? Not just decent - splendid! Melt-in-your-mouth texture and just the perfect hint of garlic sprinkled with pork rind crisps.
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