April 23, 2009 1 Comment
The plan. Go to school and finish class at 2:00pm. Head over to East LA to try a cemita from Cemitas Tepeaca which I read about over on York Blvd. And then head on over to Irvine to meet up with some church folk for dinner.
Things didn’t go quite as planned. I went to school. I tried a cemita for my very first time. And I did go to Irvine to spend some time with church friends. I did all that. But who would have thought that heading over deep into Orange Country from East LA at 3 in the afternoon would take less than an hour. That gave me a lot of time to spare so I went to Strawberry Farms to hit some range balls. The only reason why I bother to mention this is because at this pretty nice golf course, I saw two grown white men go at it. Started out with some casual trash talking to an all-out fist fight. Wow.
Alright, so with that irrelevant piece of information aside, I’ll talk about what I had over in East LA. If I could compare the cemita to anything, it would be a torta. I ordered the Cemita de Milanesa. Milanesa is a breaded and deep fried cutlet. So it was simple. Sesame roll, the cutlet, avocado, these carrots and red jalapeno peppers (side note, don’t ask for them on the side like I did), and cheese… a lot of cheese. The bread was pretty hard, unlike the torta. I thought what made the cemita different was the peppers. Despite it being red, I didn’t think there was too much of a difference from the green peppers and carrot mix you get at other Mexican places but it certainly was a nice addition. The peppers gave a kick to a rather heavier taste.
But I noticed my cemita looked different from everyone elses. Everyone else, when they bit into their cemita had strands of cheese coming out just like a slice of cheesy pizza. Mine didn’t do that. After I finished mine, I realized, everyone else paid a dollar more to get a cemita CON QUESILLO. I guess it’s some type of Mexican string cheese but it looked better than what I had. I need to remember that for next time. Cemita de Milanesa con Quesillo.
Oh yeah, and I ordered a coke too. And of course my coke was different from everyone elses’. I was drinking out from a can while everyone else was drinking out from a bottle… Soy un gringo.
<Edited 5/11/09> I don’t know what it was about today, but my Cemita experience was a whole lot different. It was more like that described on York Blvd. than my first time there. I ordered the Cemita de Milanesa con Quesillo with jalapeno. The first time I was there, there was a bit of a communication problem in regards to the chile on my part. He asked me what kind of chile and I said yes. He paused. Chipotle or Jalapeno? Yes. Hahaha.
Today the bun was a whole lot softer. I tasted the papalo (if you’re not into the whole herby/minty thang, then don’t ask for it) which gave the cemita its own unique taste. The quesillo was good, maybe a tad salty. I got the Mexican coke. I don’t know what it was, but I know it was better this time around.
E. Cesar Chavez Ave & N Indiana St.
Los Angeles, CA 90063