This unassuming little spot settled into a stalwart seafood restaurant that closed and if you look closely, you can see the influence on the decor. But I digress. Unless the decor is black and white floor tiles (which drives me up a wall), I don't care about the decor I come for the food.
I love the tamales at this place and will frequently get them to go. Come to think of it, I'm gonna call Yelp everyday until the make me the Duke Emeritus. Alright, back to reality, there is something to be said about unwrapping a folded corn husk that just slows you down and forces you to appreciate the efforts of your cook. Not to mention they are possibly the best motivator for an after hours crew of hungry skilled tradesmen. It's also worth noting that I have never been disappointed with any of the other menu items.
Have a nice time and make sure to embarrass someone in your party by telling your server it's their birthday!