Kirtis D.
Yelp
My lady and I got a little hungry while walking around Culver City, as you do. If you've never been to Culver City, you should really go. It's a cute little section of the LA metro with lots of restaurants and, to me, that quintessential Old Las Angeles feel. Juquila, which specializes in Oaxacan cuisine, is actually snuggled in amongst at least 4 other restaurants. I'm not familiar with Oaxacan food so I voted for that. I'm so happy we went for it!
Inside, the dining room was clean and comfortable. The decor was not aggressively bar-like but there was a case of tequila bottles and several TVs hung on the walls giving the place the feel of a sports bar, almost. The bathrooms were clean and tidy. The music was a little loud for my taste but not terrible.
The gentleman working front of house was flying solo, so we didn't have the fastest service ever but he was kind and attentive and taking care of multiple tables as efficiently as possible. No marks off for the speed, dude was doing his best.
I've had a huevos con chorizo craving for days now but decided to branch out since I was in a place with Oaxacan roots. I ordered the enfrijoladas mixtas (it has eggs and chorizo, so it still hit my craving) and a Mexican Coke which is the best Coke. Don't agree? Fight me. My lady got the regular enfrijoladas and horchata. Okay, I think I'm pretty familiar with Mexican food. This, it turns out, is wrong. I don't even know what I don't know about Mexican food. Who, and I mean this with all respect, the F**K decided to keep enfrijoladas a secret from me??!!?? It's just so GOOD!!! The rice, the perfect fried egg, the black bean sauce over the tortillas, the cheese! I didn't know! And the mixtas came with some delicious thin-sliced beef, some extremely well seasoned pork, and my old friend chorizo. It's officially my new favorite Mexican breakfast. Juquila turned me on to something special.
Listen, I know I'm not your mom. But I'm telling you right now. Go to Culver City. Go to Juquila. Eat good food. Maybe drink and watch soccer. Whatever, I'm still not your mom.