Ok so sometimes places you'd heard were cheap shopping end up being not that cheap after all, and secret gardens aren't always all they're cracked up to be, but in the end we found the Mexican food place that our hostel's concierge bartended at when he first moved to America, EVEN though it was in Greenwich Village and Greenwich Village is a (beautiful) warren of streets, and it was EVERYTHING WE WANTED IT TO BE!
Blogger won't let me post any photos, but there were two types of beans and three types of rice with our burrito/enchilada platter and guacamole aplenty and the deep-fried ice cream fulfilled my deepest wish.
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