"As I stepped in, someone offered to take my coat. An amuse-bouche of warm, just-popped popcorn appeared on the table... My frosty mood melted as fast as the applesauce ice cream sundae."
"Inside, this Mexican cafe felt as much Harlem as it did Puebla. Boisterous families squeezed into booths, tearing into plates of tortillas topped with Jackson Pollock-like splatters of salsa roja..."
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