As long as Garces and Starr keep avoiding the ‘burbs, Main Liners will resort to getting their Spanish-tapas fix from places like this one, where an Amada-slash-El-Vez-inspired menu (tableside guac, paella, roasted suckling pig) doesn’t yet measure up to its urban counterparts. Still, the margaritas are big enough to satisfy dinner guests at Camille Grammer’s. What to nosh: chicken-and-raisin-stuffed chile relleno. What to skip: the crabcake.
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