Description
In a city with little in the way of authentic Cal-Mex food, Florencia 13—named after an L.A. street gang—shines in the lower firmament. Get yourself a flaming margarita and tuck into a bulging chicken-filled enchilada, smothered in reddish brown gravy with only a modest amount of cheese, or a plate of real Sonoran soupy chile verde dotted with fatty pork chunks, or maybe one of the burritos named after So Cal geographical features. The latter should be ordered "mojada" (wet), which means baked and dribbled with chili sauce. Neither does the place shirk its duty in providing Baja fish and shrimp tacos. While the food won’t knock you out, it’s often good. And dig the low-rider BMX bike at the end of the room.
