So I'm going to admit that walking into Caracas, we thought we were actually in for a Mexican meal. Clearly, this this not turn out to be the case....

My husband got bonus points for finding this place..... I have eaten here twice in the past week. While my orders have been to go and I can't comment on...

I popped my Venezuelan cherry, and without consequence of the iron fist of Hugo Chavez either (consequence you ask... well... you know, as in... if I tried...