Subtitled on their sign, "Grilled cheese and coffee house"...
Other than peanut butter and jelly, there's probably nothing more norteamericano in the sandwich world than a good grilled cheese. Aside a steaming bowl of soup, it was practically a religious experience growing up in the midwest US. So when I spotted this place one day shortly before leaving on vacation, it went on my list for a must do on my return. Unfortunately, it turns out that in this land of the provoleta, a block of cheese actually cooked on a grill and served up sans bread, the concept of "grilled cheese" apparently isn't that of those of us from the north. In fact, there are no grilled sandwiches, cheese or otherwise. There are two big blocks of the namesake raclette cheese under heat lamps, keeping their surfaces gooey enough to scrape some onto each sandwich. But no grill. And, no cheese sandwiches. Just "pick your bread, pick your lunch-meat, pick your garnishes, and we'll put some of that raclette over the top of all of it. Now, they're not bad sandwiches - the bread is quite good, the meats are fine, and the accompaniments fresh. But, other than the gimmick of the raclette, there's not a lot to see here, the sandwiches don't rise past the level of "good", and range from 110-160 pesos, with nothing else on the plate. read more