Tonight, we started with a tamale appetizer. It was big but not too big, filled with small chunks of spicy beef, onions, peppers and cilantro.
Then came the main event. We split the bife de Las Cholas, which was at huge sirloin (chorizo) steak served with fries, grilled provolone (OMG! So delicious!), onions and peppers, pureed winter squash and a fried egg (!). Steak was rare and juicy and perfect.
All of that, along with two bottles of sparkling mineral water, a bottle of one of the most expensive bottles of wine on the menu, and two espressos came to a hair shy of $30 US. Crazy, just crazy. It still blows my mind. So does the fact that when we left the restaurant at 10:15 p.m., there was a massive crowd of people standing around waiting for a table. I'm surprised that no one got into a fight over our prime sidewalk table. There are definite benefits to arriving by 8:45!