We knew going in that it wouldn't be as good as the original, on 35th ave. However, it quickly became a disappointment. The person who seated us looked like he'd rather be anywhere but there. The gentleman we assumed to be the manager did everything possible to avoid eye contact with us. The two bright spots were Rachel, our server, and my pollo fundito. Both were outstanding. I felt so bad for our server. She was literally running from table to table, and then behind the bar, as she was responsible to tend bar as well. They appeared understaffed, but Rachel appeared to have been the only one working. I don't plan to rerun to this location, and I hope they treat Rachel well, or she finds a restaurant that will.