A new restaurant, Masa, in downtown Minneapolis, explodes with flavor, Mexican flavor, authentic Mexican flavor. No gratuitous globs of gordo goo, thank you, can be found folded in their fare. (Translation: refried beans and rice aren't stuffed into everything as filler, at least into anything my friends or I tried.)
Masa's cuisine is haute. Masa's chicken mole rivals that of El Moro in Cozumel. Masa's Mayan margarita contains nectar from a Yucatan flower. The appetizers reminded me of the tapas at Solera. The one taste I had of Masa's flan lingered on the lingua happily.
Masa, Masa, Masa... I'm going to come back.
Saturday, January 28, 2006
Masa Restaurant
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