L.A. Weekly
Diaz has always been a progressive thinker when it comes to his home cuisine, the kind of guy who at any moment can rattle off a dozen variations of salsa that have been dancing around in his head over the past week. But it feels like Bizarra Capital — named for the street in Mexico City his mother grew up on, as well as a rather obscure Ramón López Velarde poem — is his true passion project. Read the full review.
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