O.M.G.
I do not/not hand out five-star ratings on a regular basis, but El Centro totally wowed me last night. Â
I famously do not like Mexican food. Â I do, however, like whatever El Centro puts on a plate. Â
Strawberry Margarita, rocks: Â Totally like the delicious tears of a tropical angel. Â And this is from a person that generally HATES the icky sweet and sour yuckiness of margaritas.
That cheese in the cast iron thing with sauces and corn tortillas: Â Totally worth two days of constipation.
That chicken with red sauce, cheesy, buttery, creamy white rice and black beans: Â Totally worth negating a week of gym time and creating an unpleasant smelling work environment the day after.
Tres Leches: Â Totally tastes like tres leches.
That is all.