It takes some doing - and some driving - to find these places, leading me out to Glendale for Don Marco, and to Mesa for Carbajal's.ĭon Marco Mexican Food is no Costa Brava (though, in my 25 years of living in the Valley, I must admit I've only found one place that even comes close - the amazing Acapulco Bay at 68th Street and Thomas). I need a place where I can sit quietly, enjoy a lovingly prepared, inexpensive meal, and raise a gentle toast to my wounded buddies across the border. Nothing fancy, just some hole-in-the-wall Sonoran-style grub like they had at Costa Brava, the good homemade stuff served by pleasant folks like my pals did in Rocky Point. In my sorrow, I'm craving Mexican comfort food. Miraculously, no one was killed, though almost two dozen victims suffered extremely severe burns.
BIG RICH TOWN 50 FAT JOE SQUASH BEF WINDOWS
The force leveled the restaurant and bar, set the vehicles in the parking lot on fire, and blew out all of the windows and doors in the adjacent hotel and in the shops across the street. A large propane tank near the kitchen went up in a violent blast one recent Tuesday evening, just at happy hour. It's been a favorite of my entire family for more than 30 years my aunt and uncle drove almost 10 hours round trip in one day not so long ago, just so they could have lunch at the beloved Brava.īut now, it's gone. So what if the cafe is an almost five-hour drive away, in Rocky Point, Mexico? I've been known to make the journey for as little as a 24-hour drop-in, just to snack on Costa Brava's incomparable enchiladas (ladled in delightfully sour chile sauce) and chimichangas (a trio of cigar-fat crispy shells gorged with the most lusciously spiced, juicy carne). Earlier this month, Costa Brava was flattened by a gas explosion. My favorite Mexican restaurant in the world has closed.
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