
Ropa Vieja$26
Flank steak braised in tomato sofrito until it falls apart. Rice, black beans, sweet maduros.

We're a small Cuban kitchen with a loud family, an old recipe book, and a bar that doesn't cut corners. Everything starts with the sofrito — onions, peppers, garlic, and time.
Rosa Mendoza brought the recipes from Havana in 1962. Her grandson Marco opened our doors on SW 8th Street in 2003. Not much has changed since — and that's the point.
Read the family's story

Flank steak braised in tomato sofrito until it falls apart. Rice, black beans, sweet maduros.

Citrus-mojo pork, roasted till the edges crackle. With congrí and yuca.

Yerbabuena, lime, cane sugar, white rum. Muddled to order, never from a mix.

Sponge soaked in three milks overnight, cinnamon, a cloud of cream.
When the Mendozas left Havana, they carried two things across the Florida Straits. Six decades later those same recipes — beans simmered for hours, mojo pounded by hand, cafecito strong enough to wake the dead — still anchor every plate.
On Fridays and Saturdays the tables push back and a live trio plays son until late. No cover, no rush.
Meet the family

A short list done properly: the mojito, the daiquiri as Hemingway took it, a Cuba libre with real lime, and cafecito to finish. Everything muddled, shaken, and poured to order.
"Tastes exactly like the Havana my abuela described. The ropa vieja melts in your mouth and the mojitos are dangerously good."
"A vibrant slice of Cuba in Miami. The salsa nights are electric — bring dancing shoes and an empty stomach."
"Coco Havana sets the bar for Cuban cuisine. Every plate is a love letter to tradition with a modern, refined touch."






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