Classed-up comfort food at this round-the-clock Cuban luncheonette.
Toast sun-lit chandeliers with recycled cups.
Latin music, chainified Cuban fare for the bridge and tunnel masses.
Brasserie charm bustles above the checkerboard floors.
Cubano, son! Festive comida courtesy of F. Castro (that's Frank, not the failed baseball player).
Upscale Cuban restaurant in Midtown has hung around almost as long as Fidel.
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