So you don’t know the difference between an ensalada and an enchilada, but you still want to partake of a Mexican fiesta on your plate? Enter here. Okay, so the entrance does not blow you away, but you can’t eat architecture. Inside, warm and cozy are the buzzwords.
Start with a real Margarita, made with fresh lime juice (not something called bar mix) in a salt-rimmed glass. Order some freshly made guacamole, a mash of ripe avocado, onion, tomato, coriander and wait for it the unmistakable hot-flash of habanero peppers. If you always wanted to know that real taco chips taste like, you will get your answer.
This is Bathurst Street, where the streets are a feather away from being paved with chicken soup. The Mexican version is a full-bodied bowlful, afloat with hominy. They even make their own burritos here, with pork, beef, or chicken, and for pennies more it comes as a full meal with rice and salad.
Viva Mexicana, viva dos amigos!
~Sara Waxman