Destination: Junction Boulevard and Roosevelt Avenue stop on the "7 train"
to seek out another place from Diners, Drive Ins and Dives; the now world famous Rincon Criollo Cuban Restaurant!
Walking off the train, you are immediately hit with the delicious smells of grilled/roasted/steamed foods from the many street-food vendors below. Fresh meats, drinks,
sweets and anything imaginable from Ecuador, Mexico and beyond.
Each block is a different country ranging from food carts to food trucks selling everything from pork to pozelle..and the train was a mere $2.25, so much less than a flight.
Now on final approach to Havana, or Habana, we land at the front door of
|The disco ball and rope lights lit up for a birthday suprise|
Dinner included yucca in garlic
sauce. It's pronounced YUKE-a
because it sounds better than YUCK-a, from what Rudy told me,and ropa vieja with bell peppers. This tastes really homemade. Accompanied by the must-have Cuban black beans and rice, as well as a red beans with meat serving, both delicious, followed by what was probably the best flan EVER and an espresso. As Rudy said, "We're not a diner, drive in or a dive, we're a restaurant!" A winner, for a change, from Triple D. Go here.