the only thing missing? everyone else.
where the heck do they all go on the weekends? not that i really cared. ghost town, BA meant we didn't have to wait more than 5 minutes for a table at cabaña las lilas.
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the folks at cabaña really outdid themselves--they greeted us as friends and were even more generous than before (free champagne cocktails! free sides!). the american girl sitting at the next table was seeing green (we know--she was a loud-talker).
i didn't want to have the same exact dinner i'd had before. so instead of the rib-eye, i (innocently) ordered the steak of the house.
i thought it would be a dainty little filet.we all had a good laugh when they set this down. but...did they doubt me?
done. and done (almost).
for my encore: hojaldre las lilas con crema y dulce de leche, their version of a "napoleon," which has pastry cream and dulce de leche.the contrasts here really work: thick, sweet cream set off by crunchy, airy pastry.
they gave us the bonus cookie tray (to go with the coffees, i imagine).
ha! i look spent. but...i won...(z and i both did. it was, once again, totalmente perfecto.)
mil gracias a cabaña...
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