Arepas. At Nellie’s, which for a long time has been a favorite of ours as a low-key gay sports bar, but which recently seems to have turned into more of a girl’s night out destination and general late-night funhouse on weekends, you wouldn’t think they’d put a lot of thought into the food, but they give you a thick tortilla that tastes fresh off the griddle, half-open like a clam to admit the filling. You eat it like a pita sandwich, with plantains on the side. We arrived too late to watch our baseball team lose to the formidable Chicago Cubs, but we were there to see the Capitals actually win a can’t-lose playoff game, and that was interesting.
(Photo: Downtown San Jose, Costa Rica.)
365 Days of Food 