I was there last Sunday at about 11am. Monica greeted me warmly and Mom was in the kitchen - apparently she comes in every morning until about 10 getting things going and then retires, but she was working late that day.
The Chilaquiles Rojo and asada were particularly enjoyable, as were the lardy beans and arroz rico. After a bit of a dip around the move and as kitchen duties transitioned, I think the food as just about as good as ever now. Monica also proudly pointed out the freshly painted walls, promising to put up the GNR one of these days

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Feeling (south) loopy