“Did you say Cuban tonight?” asked my floor-mate, trying to decide whether or not this culinary outing was worth skipping class. What started with skepticism on his part turned out to be the best decision of his week, and mine too.
After a short 10-block saunter up Broadway to 129th Street, we found ourselves in front of a green-and-white striped awning proclaiming “FLORIDITA.” The warm, golden-lit space interior beckoned us out of the street and into this local Cuban diner. The large, family-style tables that dominate the main floor give it a comforting atmosphere conducive to loud, boisterous chitchat and large group get-togethers. Add authentic, lively salsa music that’s just loud enough to make you want to dance but no so loud that you can’t hear, indoor potted palm trees that invoke a Caribbean aura, and large-scale art from the era of Old Cuba adorning the golden walls, and you have Floridita’s. Here you can befriend your waiter and abandon all the tension of culinary decorum—this is a place to unwind, to laugh, and to chatter. Read the complete post »