The smell hits you before the door even swings open. Warm fried dough, cinnamon, and sweet vanilla drift out onto the sidewalk.
Step inside and you are surrounded by trays piled high with golden conchas, flaky empanadas, and moist slices of tres leches cake. But the real star sits near the counter, a basket of churros fresh from the fryer.
Each one is rolled in a generous blanket of cinnamon sugar while still warm. The outside shatters with a crisp bite…