Treated the Missus to some South American fried chicken, courtesy of Mr. Pollo. I love this place, and not because the name is so confounding. (Why not “Senor Chicken?”) We got the family dinner — a whole rotisserie chicken, corn, mashed potatoes, fried sweet plantains and, because we sweet-talked the cashier, some fried regular plantains.
I love this chicken. Their pico de gallo is super spicy and awesome. The only way they could make this place better would be to serve real mashed potatoes instead of these instant jobbies. Regardless, I’ll be back.

