A glorified food shack whose overflowing Cuban sandwiches (which are a lot more generously stuffed than they are in Cuba) have long prompted plenty of Seattleites to re-route their daily commute in order to savor them. If you’ve come this far, you shouldn’t overlook the exquisitely simple rice and beans either.
Be prepared to wait in line, lick your fingers a lot and perch at a wobbly table on an equally wobbly chair.