Mirador

Excelent food.
Cheap prices.
Big portions.
Fast service.
The only complaint is that its small and have to wait sometimes and thats why i order take out wich is fast. Delivery is usually about 35 – 45 minutes.
I love this place.

The mangu here is the bombs!!! Better than all the mangus in the area which is the only reason why I gave them a 3 star and not a 1 star rating. Their delivery supposedly starts at 11:00am, I call at 11:10am and they tell me to call back in 10mins because delivery guy hasn’t arrived. Call back at 11:35am and still no delivery guy!!! All the other dominican restaurants have early morning delivery these people need to get their sh*t together. Para que entiendan se los escribo en español… es totalmente absurdo que no tienen delivery todavia a esta hora. Los otros restaurantes ya a las 8 de la mañana tienen a alguien haciendo deliveries. No les doy una estrella pork por lo menos el mangu es el mejor del area.

I’ve come here a bunch since last summer. The first thing that strucke about this place was the portions you get for your buck. I’ve never been able to finish the special, no matter how hungry I was initially. And in the year I’ve been frequenting this establishment, the food has been more than decent. The pernil being my favorite. I haven’t tried the delivery service, that might be something different all together.

Two words: Food poisoning.
Its not worth it, find another place nearby.

This place sucks. The cook doesn’t know the menu/​combos. when brought the good home — the meat was gross– chicken taste like it was 2 days old and the pork chops taste spoiled. Even the rice was cold. Not going back to this place again.

Average to middling Dominican fare. Daily combos, shakes and juices, lunch specials with discounts on delivery.
Very important– unless you’re Bronx bilingual make certain to order from someone who can repeat back your order correctly so you get exactly what you’d like.
Otherwise your order may never show up and you’ll have to call back to find out what happened while the confluence of belly growling from your impatient officemates grows to a deafening crescendo and you realize you’re hella shouting in Spanglish.