The place is called Viva Mexico! and on the wall, there’s a poster for Once Upon a Time in Mexico and The Mexican. I think I get what’s going on here, so when the waiter comes, I ask for springrolls, some sweet-and-sour pork, and more soy sauce, please.
“Sir, we only serve Mexican cuisine at Viva Mexico!”
I make a big show of slowly looking over the posters, the sombreros, the Mexican soft drinks.
“You don’t say.”