What happens when you take a classic American hamburger and give it a Cuban soul? You get a frita, a griddled beef patty topped with crispy shoestring potatoes, melty cheese, and a spicy sauce that wakes up your whole mouth.
And the best one in Florida comes from a vintage walk-up counter where the line has been forming for years. The building is small, the sign is faded, and the cook works the flat top like a musician.
You order at the window, grab a paper wrapper, and take that first messy, glorious bite. The patty is thin and crispy at the edges, the bun is soft, and the potatoes add a perfect crunch…