Ajiacos

Very good Home food. Regardless of your nationality home food is just that, home food.
Service, quality, ambiance and pricing is just right!!! And if you’re into Latin music you’ll have a ball. If you’re work load has you out and about everyday of the week this is definitely the place to choose for lunch so that your home food palate does not spoil and your wallet doesn’t break!!!

The friendly service I received was incredible. The owners were more than happy to help me (I don’t speak spanish) with the details of the menu. I decided to try the bandeja paisa which is a combination of many columbian dish. It was excellent, only to be surpassed by the the friendly of the staff and owners. I will definitely be back.

Bandeja Paisa!!! Delicious, I love it!

Imagine how a strip club in the former Soviet Bloc would look… that’s how I’d describe the décor of Ajiacos, all cement and chipped mirrors. Unless you count the 10 Botero knock-​offs, which the Salvadorian server assured me were authentic. Considering that some douche just paid $ 1.7 million dollars for an original Rafael Botero, I have some advice for the owner. Take the $ 17 mil you have hanging on your sexploitation prison movie walls, and invest in an oceanfront penthouse with a matching Porsche Panamera S-​Hybrid.
Take the leftovers and pour it down your throat or up your nose with as many «actresses», «dancers» and «models» as you can find. Until then you’re going to have to sell a lot of the following –
Aguila: Here I thought Corona was a worthless beer. The Barranquillan brew boasts 4% alcohol and tastes like you mixed a Michelob-​Ultra with Perrier. If someone offers you this, do them a favor and buy them a beer… they’ve obviously never had one.
Panela con Limón: watered down molasses, flavored with lime juice. I know that description sucks, how about… limeade heavily sweetened with brown sugar.
Empanadas: you want the good news or the bad news first? Fine optimist, the beef/​potato version was the finest example of an empanadita I’ve ever had. On the other hand, the chicken had too much chicken and so dry I thought I was in the middle of this challenge –
Bandeja Paisa: It was the first time I’ve actually finished one and it went like this –
Fried egg was soft and runny, beans had a great pork flavor and the patacon (plantain fritter) was freshly fried and semi-​sweet. Chicharron (pork rind) was crispy skin up top and melty fat on the bottom.
Complaints: steak was underseasoned and overcooked and the chorizo was exceptionally fatty. Plus there was so much rice being thrown around, I thought I was at a wedding.
All for $ 25, including tax + tip. Not too shabby, but the ambiance can be distracting.
They were showing the Copa America Soccer Tournament at ear drum bursting volume for the middle-​aged male fans during breakfast. If I wanted to watch grown men running around being theatrical, I’d go watch a musical at the Adrienne Arsht Center. I certainly wouldn’t watch «the game» at a restaurant. I had pounding headache and just couldn’t relax in that atmosphere.
Just as my meal arrived, so did a walk of shame fashion show. The doods looked like they were going to South Beach with their pointy genie shoes and nutt-​hugging pants that would even make the Jonas Brothers chuckle –
The ladies… looked like they had slept on South Beach. Completely disheveled, smeared make-​up and hair that looked like Bill Nye the Science Guy rubbed their heads with balloons to teach them about static electricity. Later, they were joined by two other guests in beachwear. They proceeded to talk about how Mexican pop-​star Thalia’s newborn was going to grow-​up gay, because his mom was too old (39) and hormone deficient when she had him.
Wow ladies, WOW! Apparently the surgeons in South America make their implants feel so lifelike by using fat donated from your own brain. Had I walked over to their table I would’ve have been standing in the area of the most breast implants per capita in the world!!! Which isn’t necessarily a bad thing, since I don’t believe there is such a thing as «fake» breasts.
Yes it’s barren and can attract some sketchy clientele, but I don’t go to Colombian restaurants to be impressed by crisp white linens and chit-​chat with the patrons. Most of the time Ajiaco’s «comida típica» is rustic, delicious and filling.

Ajiacos is a little hole in the wall Colombian restaurant that has pretty bomb pan de bono. I come here every morning just to get their breakfast special that includes eggs any style, tostadas and a café con leche all for just $ 3.50. I’ve also tried their Colombian empanadas (corn tortilla dough, potato and carne,) which are delicious as well. The guy that works there is really nice and always has my order ready when I get there. I’ve never had any of their main dishes, but I’m sure everything is pretty good.