I went to Cafe Habana with the fam (3 aunts, an uncle, and a cousin) My aunts had been there about a dozen times.  The food was good and we were seated next to a window peering into the kitchen. However, I reckon that I don’t want to see into the kitchen. They could drop my steak into a pile of hair clippings, wash it off, serve it to me, and I wouldn’t care. Just as long as I don’t see it and they don’t tape it.

Anyway, we had a great experience, and the silverware was magnetic, which added to the entertainment.

Location: 211 E Washington