You’re at El Rincon in Uptown for the sole purpose of eating arepas stuffed with sweet plantains and shredded beef, patacones with perfectly crispy tostones, and a cachapa made with thick griddled masa that’s so fluffy a single tear will roll down your cheek. The space is very small, with a handful of card tables and folding chairs It’s decorated with Venezuelan flags, paintings, and a TV playing various concerts provides the soundtrack. Yes, the juices from the incredible pulled pork might drip out of the little basket it’s precariously served in, but you won’t care. The food is too good and the service too friendly to get upset about anything.