you’re looking at (sweet fried) platanos, which i’m obsessed with and comprised the majority/entirety of my diet when i visited my dad’s family in the old country. i finished the queso fresco and sour cream with my finger before i remembered i was eating with co-workers! oops! oh, the quesadilla was a little wack/small/boring for seven dollars. get 3 orders of the platanos instead.
anyway, pequeña in fort greene! day of the dead stuff on the walls! a little devil papier-mâchéman hung over our table. a similar thing hangs in the middle of my living room (#dark).
