[A]fter an afternoon at the Natural History Museum, we were starving. Craving Mexican food, we walked from Exposition Park at USC over to Mercado La Paloma. We perused the restaurants inside and settled on Chichen Itza. And, yum. Fish tacos, fried plantains and horchata. Everything was delicious. Rhys gobbled up black beans and rice, and when that was gone, he took to the table number sign.
My only reservation was the label on the hot sauce jar. I mean… really?
