A couple of weeks ago my boss insisted on finding a Mexican restaurant in midtown (egads) where we could all have dinner. Being at a loss, I went to zagat.com (egads again) and typed in the coordinates. That and a co-worker suggested Mi Nidito at 852 Eighth Ave.(bet. 51st & 52nd Sts.) It was the cheapest so I said "whatever" and made the reservation.
Now, Jim and a few other people here know that I don't eat meat, and everyone from L.A. knows *real* Mexican food isn't veg-friendly, so I went into the evening fully expecting a plate smeared with lard-beans. I was pleasantly surprised to find a menu full of great vegetarian, highly inauthentic options like "spinach enchiladas" and "Santa Fe burritos." So even though my stomach approved, my brain knew something was up.
At the end of the meal we boldly asked the owner if he was Mexican. Come to find out this man, who has owned the place for about a decade, is Indian and vegetarian himself, and justifiably proud of his menu.
I came back the next night with Dave and we ordered the grande platter, which comes garnished with a mint-flecked potato dumpling that wouldn't be out of place at a chat house in Jackson Heights.
The blue margaritas aren't bad, either.
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