I was walking out of the office building for lunch, when the doorman yells out, “I have pastelillos!” I thought he was hitting on the girls in front of me. So I don’t know why I turned around. “I have pastelillos! It’s like a big taco with meat in it!” That got my attention, but why was he telling me what he ate? I thought this guy hated me. “I have pastelillos!” I said, “Cool, where did you get them?” “I have them.” Again, I wondered why he was telling me about his lunch, but then I figured out he was selling them. I bought one, $3.
I heated it up in the microwave. Tasted like a bigger empanada like from the Empanada Guy that goes to bars and sells them out of a cooler. Pretty good, but I’ve avoided that office entrance ever since.
More on Pastelillos (Puerto Rican style empanadas) here…
