The next day, we met up with Riba for lunch at Cafe Habana to-go. I had fond memories of the grilled corn-on-the-cob there, and Riba promised good sandwiches and fine limeade as well.
Riba ordered and got us
a chicken diablo torta (blackened chicken with roasted red peppers, chipotle mayonaisse, and a black bean spread),
a mole chicken torta (shredded chicken with the same black bean sauce), and of course,
the grilled corn coated in cheese, lime, and chili powder.
Eating all of this sitting on the bench outside the shop was as messy and chaotic as it was fun and delicious. We were all hungry, and so the passing around of sandwiches, corn, limeade, and hibiscus iced tea was frenzied and giddy. Afterwards we sat talking for a while, satiated and sticky handed, before heading off for the rest of our day.
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