Last night I had a holiday dinner at the Mama Mexico on 49th and 3rd.

What they’re famous for is their guacamole, which they make right in front of you. Normally I can’t stand mashed up avocado, but Mama Mexico’s is to die for. Plus you get to watch them throw together the ingredients.

There were about a million specials, and I couldn’t keep them straight, even with them written out in front of me. But what I remembered was the appetizer special, lobster quesadillas. Portions at Mexican restaurants always seem gigantour, and I hate that overly full, sluggish feeling from eating too much, especially since I’d already gorged myself on chips and guac. The special quesadillas were the perfect amount of food, and the combination of lobster, sour cream, and just a little cheese was unbelievably good.

Although my dining mates made good use of the mojitos and margaritas, I abstained (enzyme disorder = [alcohol = poison]) except for a sip of a margarita which was strong and tasty.

Unfortunately I can’t say the same thing about my dessert. The warm chocolate cake was totally dry. Also, I could have done without the traveling mariachi band, but that might be my general aversion to live music, as well as the ear-bleedingly loud, drunk woman at the next table. Ah, the Christmas spirit.

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3. Margaritas & Guac: Adding to My List of Favorites
4. The Great Bagel Mix-Up
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