Past the two concrete walls that hide this hole-in-the-wall eatery from unsuspecting passers-by along this street lies a real gem! Blaring Mexican music fills a dim all-mahogany interior, lit only by the faint glow of tea candles. In the cosy darkness, one can barely make out a collection of Aztec masks, a life-sized skeleton straddling a motorbike mid-action, and intricately painted wall murals; all a warm tribute to the festival known as Diá de Muertos, or Day of the Dead. Moving from the facade to the grub, Latin American fare here is served tapas-style, with a recommendation of 3-5 plates for 2 people.

Our first dish of the night: el burrito! Each roll was indulgently cheesy and rich, bursting with the flavor of frijoles - a quintessential component of Mexican cuisine. Yet, it remained mild enough to complement the grilled combination of chicken and beef. I found the crisp hominy kernels a nice touch, adding some crunch to the mushy fillings. Definitely a crowd-pleaser when eaten hot!