It's so nice to visit a city with somebody who actually lives there. They know all of the out of the way places where the tourists rarely go. Such was the case with dinner Friday night.
Heather suggested we go to this place, HC de Monterrey and Jonna and Mimi quickly added their enthusiastic thumbs up to the recommendation. I'm not sure of the actual address, but it is somewhere in the 20's. We were the only gringos there, the menu is only in Spanish and I doubt that the waiter speaks English. Our kind of place!
Although they appeared to have a full menu, the reason we were there was for the grilled arrechera, or commonly called skirt steak in English. And boy, were the girls every right with this recommendation. I have never, you hear me, never had such delicious arrechera in my life! Tasty, flavorful from the grill and tee-en-der to the nth degree! You had your choice of a gigantic baked potato or a baked onion. Some salsa and tortillas and we were set to devour!
I'm not sure what Heather was pontificating* about but it looks like Mimi ain't buying it.
In fact, I think Lisa and Jonna had their doubts too!
Heather had been here before. The walls bear witness!
Jonna's inner child escaping again!
Finally gorged and much more sober, we all said our good nights and headed to our respective beds for much needed sleep. After all, tomorrow was going to be a big day, including dog washing!
* Heather would never pontificate. At least not to this crowd!!