Most bargain restaurants are bare-bones. This one, tucked among auto-repair lots, appears more stripped-down than most—until you step inside, where the music gets your foot tapping and photos of ’50s Havana suggest an armchair getaway. The cooking lives up to that promise, catching the spirit of a Cuban grandmother. One sign you’ve found the real thing: The black beans are good enough to stand alone.
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