If you went to Tavern in the Grove at any point in the 2000s, chances are you know my buddy Nate. Nate was the big, bearded bouncer who stood outside the door looking like a cross between Hagrid and the lead singer from Drowning Pool, examining the New Jersey IDs of Miami high school students for over a decade. Could he spot a fake? Sure. Was he going to stop you? Only if you weren’t tipping. And if you were a cute girl, you could probably get away with that too.
I mention this because from time to time, me and Nate like to relive the glory days while we roam the streets of Coral Gables looking for dinner. This past Tuesday, we happened upon a little taqueria called Fonda Dona Leonor, and I swear sprang out of nowhere. Both of us had walked this stretch of Miracle Mile dozens of times. Never had either of us noticed a Mexican restaurant there. It seemed as if it had sprung up from another dimension as soon as the urge for Mexican food hit.
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