At the east building, there’s a window with a counter similar to 7 Mares on Cesar E. Chavez. I walked in and asked the woman at the counter if I should place my order there. She simply shrugged and said "sí." So, we’re going with Spanish—I ordered number eight and a water, please. She told me the total in Spanish, but I couldn't catch it because of her mask, so I looked at the register to find out. It was $12, which I paid, and I also slipped a little something into the plastic cup for her. She didn't seem to mind one way or the other. After using the restroom, my food was ready when I got back. 7 Mares never disappoints when it comes to the food, though the vibe might be hit or miss. She c...
