“THE CUBANO IS BACK”
Miami ruined me. A great Cuban sandwich is something you’d think could be made just about anywhere … but for some reason that’s just not the case. Perhaps it’s the Cuban bread, readily available and freshly baked down there but strangely elusive outside the state. Maybe its just a matter of not being able to buy the right “La Plancha” to correctly grill it? No matter what the strange mix of missing factors always seem to be, it added up to relegating my Cubano excitement to trips to south Florida.
Having given up, it was startling to see the “El Guaso” Cubano set down in front of me today at TaTa Cuban Cafe. It seemed to be just right … or close enough to just right to make me a believer once again. I’d eaten here lots…ordered this sandwich in fact more than a few times, but today it was so damn close to what is considered beautiful latin sandwich perfection that it compelled me to sound the alarm. Hot, moist, steamed and compressed…the right bread (minus the palm frond trench down the center but perfectly without the chew inside) The right amount of cheese and a beautiful Mojo sauce on the side … and only a few blocks east of the circle!
I don’t know what happened and I don’t care but I’m putting TaTa’s back on my map.