A trio of salsas started the night off at Tropisueno--mild, hot, and burn your bum off hot flavors.
When a pregnancy craving calls, you don’t ignore–you drop everything else and make it YOUR GOAL to get that food. My mission: Mexican food in San Francisco’s SOMA neighborhood to catch up with friends. My results: Tropisueno.
Thoughts on the food, service and plenty of food porn after the jump.
