Thursday, September 18, 2008
Oh, Havana... I mean Habana... I mean Cubano bocadillo.
My favorite bar in Brooklyn is one I rarely go to. It's way too popular for me and I hate crowds and wading through bodies when I have to use the damn bathroom. However, when a good friend of mine was in town we stopped by at about 4:30pm and got a table and people met us throughout the evening. It was awesome. I had a Cuban sandwich and some Cuban corn and a few margaritas and some sangria. Just lovely. What better way to welcome Fall?










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