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\nFrom the pictures I had the impression that it was bits of octopus suspended in some sort of gelatin, but actually it’s bits of octopus (pulpo) in a bath of something not unlike cocktail sauce and salsa.<\/p>\n
For months I’d been kicking myself for going to the marisco diner up on North Lamar, Taquerias de Las Chivas, and not ordering the octopus cocktail. I mean, seriously, a cocktail of octopus! What was I thinking, passing that up?<\/p>\n
So I went back.
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\nFrom the pictures I had the impression that it was bits of octopus suspended in some sort of gelatin, but actually it’s bits of octopus (pulpo) in a bath of something not unlike cocktail sauce and salsa.<\/p>\n
It’s served in a fluted glass with a pile of cellophane-wrapped saltine crackers.
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\nThe experience was not unlike what I would have as a mid-afternoon snack, only I wasn’t eating it out of the can and sitting on the floor.<\/p>\n
The frakker deputy ordered a dish that turned out to have a random montage of seafood bits, sandwiched between tilapia fillets, and drenched in cream sauce.
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For months I’d been kicking myself for going to the marisco diner up on North Lamar, Taquerias de Las Chivas, and not ordering the octopus cocktail. I mean, seriously, a cocktail of octopus! What was I thinking, passing that up? … Continue reading