Patty and I surfed polluted Malibu in the late morning. Crowded, smelly and the south swell on the rise we decided to cut south towards San Clemente, aiming for Doheny, Trestles and San Onofre. On the way we stopped at Cha Cha Chicken, a killer Cuban taqueria/restaurant in Santa Monica.
Patty had the jerk chicken enchiladas.
...and I had the joint's namesake, the Cha Cha Chicken! With some sides of rice, beans, cabbage, and fried plantain. If you haven't had Cuban, I suggest you seek out this cuisine. I suspect it's similar to other Carribean styles, mixing sweet, savory and spicy. Makes me sweat.
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