Wives and pals only, never a date. Schedule a nap to follow, wear an old shirt, order the frita – a Cuban burger made with chorizo and topped with fries – and get it “loco,” with sweet chili mayo, Muenster cheese, cilantro lime salsa, tropical coleslaw, and a sunny side up egg. Add an extra patty for good measure. Locate the pile of napkins and commit them to memory. Forget the yolk and crumbs in your beard. Push through. Get a side of shoestring fries and a passion fruit batido – a tropical milkshake made with fresh fruit, crushed ice, and sweetened milk, and (hopefully soon) rum. Enter food coma.
Frita Batidos makes no sense. In a city as small as Ann Arbor, this is the second Cuban-ish restaurant. The stark white space is half cafeteria and half table service, and there’s still no liquor license. You might ask yourself why you’re spending $20 on a burger and fries and think of leaving. Stick with it. Because after all the ordering and seating frustrations, the sandwich – my god the sandwich – will make you forget you’re sitting at a picnic table, forget the bottlenecked line looming over your dinner, and just maybe forget every burger you’ve tasted before it.
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| Thank you Eve, may I have another? |
4 comments:
The "Inspired Cuban" is worth trying too.
Inspired Cuban, noted. I'm an addict already.
I ate there on a sleepy Sunday and was thoroughly impressed. Open really late too!
All the coffee items are well done too. Good for an eye-opener after the meal. The rice, beans, chili, and cheese side is simple but perfect. I haven't tried brunch yet, but my god I need to make that happen.
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