We were looking for something slightly different from Cuban and thought of northern South America (Venezuela or Colombia). This place was reasonably on the way. The parking was not easy (a lot across the street with a slightly menacing caveat sign despite being designated for this restaurant), and there was a slight wait since the restaurant is a small hole in the wall. But the service was friendly. We ordered patacones (sandwich with non-sweet plantain patty 'bread') with pulled chicken breast and fried black bean/sweet plantain/avocado arepa. Both were perfect. The patacones was just like what we had eaten in Colombia previously. We also ordered a soursop juice, which was also perfect on a hot muggy day. This came in a soft tin cup, which I assume is a local custom. I usually am not a huge fan of maize-based foods, but the arepa bread was really nicely done: slightly soft on the inside and toasted on the outside.