It’s an overcast and rainy day when I pull up to El Gallo Giro.
It’s just after the lunch rush, smack dab in the middle of the week.
The restaurant is quiet. It’s a large space, capable of hosting boisterous parties, but this afternoon, as the gray day drizzles on, I am the only customer.
I slip into a booth and look over the menu. The sign outside says “Authentic Latin Food.” I’m excited to see options outside the typical Tex-Mex fare.