Carolina

This place is awesome and very Dominican! Come here to dance and get an authentic Dominican experience. Great music and great people!

My friends and i were celebrating a birthday and arrived at the restaurant later than expected. I’m not sure if the lights are always this dim but i left the street lights of Columbia Heights to the pseudo cool quasi night club. The blue lights did not compliment my striped white sweater and thus making me the butt of every joke. The food was enjoyable, i had fried chicken that was seasoned with some foreign spices to me. I’d eat there again but i’d have to attend a lot earlier in the day to enjoy the restaurant aspect.
the club life of this place was dismal. if you don’t believe in the recession take a moment to try this place at night. It’s not exactly the greatest crowd. they were all probably just regulars as it was a tuesday night.

Not really a restaurant — basically a loud, imposing, uncomfortable quasi nightclub.
Don’t go here if you want to have a conversation (pounding music means you can’t talk to the person across the table from you)
Don’t go here if you paid for a gift certificate to the place online (they will refuse it for no reason)
Don’t go here for food (I had the food here once before; million other places to get food just as good or better)
Don’t go here for a nice looking restaurant (the weird side entrance makes you feel like you’re walking through some checkpoint into a prison, the dark club like interior masks the ugly decorations)
Don’t go here to feel welcomed or get good service (you can stand around waiting at the entrance being stared at while the hostess takes maybe 30 seconds to even acknowledge you)
I have enjoyed meals at lots of hole-​in-​the-​wall, ethic, family restaurants. I have had fun in venues that are ethnically dominated by hispanic/​african/​whatever diaspora.
This is not one of those places. It’s just a loud, uncomfortable, ugly, weird place that doesn’t even pretend to try to serve the general public. There’s literally no reason at all to ever go here. After they recently refused my gift certificate, I just walked out rather than trying to argue with them. I’m going to try to get a refund on my gift certificate and I’ll never be back.
Thanks for the opportunity to balance out my Unilocal scale with the 1 star experience.

Best I can tell, this place serves primarily as a Latin nightclub. Had been curious about it for a while, so I stopped in with a buddy late one Thursday night. It was definately hopping. A knowledge of Spanish is definate a plus; we were the only two gringos in the place. Stayed for a Corona and ended up talking to an undercover DEA agent at the bar.
Additional note: it appears the exterior has benefited from the city’s façade improvement program. I only wish it applied to the inside as well!

Wow. Where to start. I was so excited to see a place within driving range offered Mofongo. First of all, it is located in a pretty rough part of town. No problem, I consider myself a city kid. Parking is close to impossible. There is some street and some meter parking, but hard to find a spot any where. I finally find a spot, squeeze into it bumper to bumper. Pay the meter, walk down the street passing people asking for change and a few which were obviously on drugs, and finally arrive at the restaurant. Outside appears ok, so I walk in. The place is dark and a few people are sitting at the bar. I have to ask for a menu and the menu is limited to say the least. They have a hard time understanding my order. I order mofongo with pork chops, fried plantains, and some beans. I ask about longaniza and the guy at the bar directs me to his store next door. I go next door to the mom and pop place and they have the longaniza from ny. Yeah.!! I make a few purchases and go back to the restaurant. My order is ready. I pay and leave. I get to the car and check my order. The beans are dated a week ago. The pork chops look like they were fried in a deep fryer. The plantains were the highlight. The mofongo was dry and definitely not what I was hoping for. Looonnngg story short. Sometimes it’s best to wait till you can get to your favorite spot to eat one of your favorite dishes. Definitely, a big disappointment.