Onto the food....
We ordered one Lechon sandwich and one Bistec dinner. For those of you who don't speak Spanish (including me), lechon is shredded pork and bistec is steak (in this case, a skirt steak). Much to our surprise, they came out with a lechon sandwich and a lechon dinner. I'm not entirely clear how it happened, but they quickly remedied the situation, and even let us have the mistaken lechon. As a sidebar, if I ever start a mariachi band, it's going to be named Mistaken Lechon. And we're back.... The lechon sandwich was served on a bun (despite the menu's ominous warning of "White Bread Only") with grilled onions and fried plantains. The steak was served covered in grilled onions with a side of rice.
While the lechon sandwich was quite delicious on its own, I felt like it could have used some spice to it. Fortunately for the spice-seekers like me, there are several bottles of habenero pepper sauce (really spicy) situated around the countertop and also some other pepper-based sauce (a bit less spicy). I was in good hands. The bistec was extremely garlic-y, and probably not good for a date if you plan on making out later. However, since I had no imminent make out plans, it was a solid choice.
Finally we move on to my new obsession, Iron Beer. If I learned anything from the back of the Iron Beer can, it was that it is hauled around by mules and it is the national drink of Cuba. It tastes like a mix of root beer, cream soda, orange pop, and a big hint of amazing, which sounds like one of those concoctions you