"When you’ve only ever encountered something at night, seeing it in the bright light of day can be an unwelcome reality check. One too many late-night trips to Spanish Flowers lead us to believe the queso here is better than it is. It is not. It’s a bland, plasticine bowl of cheesy nothing, and it should stay where it belongs: served after 2am when only 13 pounds of Tex-Mex food can set right whatever you wronged earlier that evening." - Chelsea Thomas
Liz Silva
