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"A Mexican restaurant I used to frequent for happy hour in my early 30s that surprised me on a return visit with starters that sang — Calabacita Rostizada that put my own roasted squash to shame, a Fluke Aguachile Rojo with a proper kick, and a Tamal de Camaron that made me homesick by recalling the stewed-beef tamales of my childhood. I even indulged in my old favorite, a spicy mezcal margarita, though the tacos and veggie enchilada we ordered for mains were just okay." - The Editors, Ryan Inzana