I came here because I was missing my hometown of Hialeah. I started off with croquetas because I swear I had a dream with them the night before. I ate them sooooo fast. I definitely recommend them. I got 3 cups of Cuban coffee to try to kill my withdrawals. For being outside of Miami, it was heaven in a little bascito. Then we got to the entree. The ropa veja was generally good but, as comfort food usually goes, not the way abuelita made it. The biggest problem I had with my meal was the rice and beans. If you are Cuban you know, the rice and beans are sacred. I was disappointed that the rice was hard and the beans were missing. It was basically just the black bean sauce. Very disappointing. I grabbed some pastilitos and left. It wasn't a horrible experience because I'm trapped in vegas. It still brought me home.