For my mofongo fix, I chose Trópico Mofongo (3160 Vineland Road), whose mention had made Freddy practically slobber. But for the statue of a farmer holding a mortar and pestle (traditionally used to mash the plantains that are the main ingredient of mofongo),
The place looked like any old diner. But then there’s the mofongo, made to order — no pork crackling, but with your choice of meat on the side and three sauces: spicy-and-creamy, garlic-and-parsley and mayo-ketchup. The monfongo was hearty and plenty garlicky, though some might want it a little crisper. For my side meat I got pernil ($6.99), or pork shoulder, which came as I like it – not too fatty and topped with glistening piece of pork skin, like a cherry on top of a sundae except more glorious.