The meat eating man generally leaves restaurant selection up to me but he wanted to give this strip-mall Cuban place a shot. After reading a few reviews I figured I could cobble something together for myself there.
We were one of only three tables so service was pretty on top of things. The server/manager/not sure was very cordial but wasn't super great about answering my menu questions. I'm working my way through my Rosetta Stone as quickly as possible but my Spanish leaves much to be desired. Anyway, the yellow rice, black beans and tostones seem to be okay for the vegheads. The rest of the menu is meat meat and more meat.
The rice was unexciting rice, the tostones greasy and flavorless but the beans were smack damn delicious. Meathead's pulled pork something or another had him oohing and ahhing.
Conclusion - He'll probably be going back without me.