Review Preview: Las Palmas
The enchiladas de pollo verdes at Las Palmas weren't bad -- far from it. It wasn't my palate they threatened; it was my finely attenuated sense of nostalgia. You see, in my younger, more penurious days, when adding sausage to a boxed mix of red beans and rice was a questionable expense, these enchiladas and a couple of beers were an end-of-week splurge, a salve for my work-wracked spirit. But really, Las Palmas' enchiladas were the best thing that could have happened to me at this three-month-old restaurant. On my first visit, I'd opened the menu solely to make sure the dish was available. On subsequent visits, I had to explore.Visit the RFT restaurant page late tomorrow afternoon or check back here Wednesday morning to read the complete review.