Apparently, the original Club Habana still exists in Mexico City as a place for all the Cubans to hang out. When I walked into the one in the Village, I felt like I had been transported to another time and place. It was Wednesday lunch time and the place was buzzing with energy. They do not take reservations and there were no tables available. So, we sat at the bar. The place is tiny and was being run by a lanky guy with a week old stubble and a hostess cum waitress in leather pants. Water intermittently dripped from on the counter from the freezer above. No one except me noticed it. It was just a detail that added to the charm of the place. The food was simple and nice. I had pulled pork that came with rice and beans. The rice and bean were perfectly done. The pulled pork was delectable. My companion had a toasted tortilla, which looked excellent. The food was good and the setting added to the experience.
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