Gently tucked away in a small strip mall in Powell, Ohio is what I can only describe by saying Aye dios mio!  Latin food in Columbus is always an interesting experience to me.  Especially when you run into those who think Mexican food is Latin food and vice versa.  (FYI, have the things called "Mexican food" aren't even Mexican in origin.  But I digress...  On my first trip to Pablo's, I walked in with the typical skepticism when someone says "I found this great (Insert Latin Cuisine) place.  I wanted to judge for myself and decide if this was in fact a good place to eat.  As we entered, I noticed a small but full seating area filled with old men drinking coladas and cafècitos and Hispanic women feeding their children.  Maybe my eating companions were on to something...  It only took a few minutes for the aromas and smells to take me back to the days my mom would make arroz con pollo, or my sister stuffing our family's chorizo recipe into casings.  The smell of onions, garlic, peppers, filled the air.  Again, maybe they were on to something.

We ordered, and I decided to go with the "Tampa Cuban", all the flavors of the original, but with a twist of salami as I'd so often tried in Florida.  My partners decided on Picadillo and Tostones, and a "La Cubana" with all the flavor of the original, but made with chicken.

​Suavemente escondido en un pequeño centro comercial en Powell, Ohio, es lo que solo puedo describir diciendo Aye dios mio! La comida latina en Columbus siempre es una experiencia interesante para mí. Especialmente cuando te encuentras con aquellos que piensan que la comida mexicana es comida latina y viceversa. (Para su información, las cosas llamadas "comida mexicana" ni siquiera son de origen mexicano. Pero estoy divagando ... En mi primer viaje a Pablo, entré con el escepticismo típico cuando alguien dice "Encontré esto genial (Inserte el latín Lugar de cocina). Quería juzgar por mí mismo y decidir si este era realmente un buen lugar para comer. Al entrar, noté una pequeña pero llena zona de descanso llena de viejos bebiendo coladas y cafècitos y mujeres hispanas alimentando a sus hijos. Tal vez mis compañeros de comer comieron algo ... Los aromas y los olores tardaron solo unos minutos en llevarme a los días en que mi madre hacía arroz con pollo, o mi hermana rellenaba la receta de chorizo ​​de nuestra familia en tripas. de cebollas, ajo, pimientos, llenó el aire. De nuevo, tal vez estaban en algo.

Pedimos, y decidí ir con el "Tampa Cuban", todos los sabores del original, pero con un toque de salami como tantas veces había probado en Florida. Mis socios optaron por Picadillo y Tostones, y una "La Cubana" con todo el sabor del original, pero hecho con pollo.

Hangover or food coma? Those are your choices. I’ve wanted to visit hangover easy for sometime, and I recently had the chance. Am I so glad that I did. Tucked away in Olde Towne East, this is a gem I’ll be returning to as frequently as possible. I was pleasantly surprised to walk in with my eating partner and we were able to be immediately seated. It wasn’t lost on me that every table was filled, and the place was buzzing.

We sat down and were greeted by our server Barraccus, with a smile, and his complete confidence we would have a great time. He even danced to a couple bops coming through the Touch Tones Jukebox. As always, we started by asking our server what he recommended, and taking the menu from my hand he expertly weaved his way down the menu asking our preferences, hope for breakfast or lunch, and all the “traps” on the menu that would be good, but wasn’t the best thing to try. His first recommendation... the Chicken Chorizo Skillet. Wow, was he on his game. Read on, or if you like, check out their gallery here: Click Me!