My plane was over an hour late, so my down-to-the-minute plan to make it to lodging, restaurant, opera was in grave danger.
Instead of arriving at Guadeloupe before 6, it was 5 of 7. I'd have to run three blocks to the opera shuttle leaving at 7:30.
The two young women at the desk more than compensated in kindness for their apparent inexperience with credit card machines, etc.
I scanned the menu, ordered a black bean-blue corn tortilla concoction, and managed to make my connection.
Having last eaten about 9 hours earlier, I shakily opened my take-out dinner under the opera house mezzanine overhang, in the rain. I'm sure that delicious, flawless plate of Southwestern heaven will remain in my tatebud memory forever! If it had cost 10 times the $9.14, I'd have still been pleased. Guacamole, green salad with peeled tomato chunks over a few separate black beans, and the enchilada itself were all scrumptious, greaseless, still warm enough, and really too much for one person to eat, though I managed.There was even a separate little container with a sopaipilla and a packet of honey.
Thanks so much for the recommendation.