Let me tell you about a hole in the wall I visited last night--literally. A girlfriend and I went out for a late night bite in Silver Spring, MD. We decided to visit Matamoros, which means Moor slayer in Spanish and is the name of a famous Mexican priest and rebel soldier, this place appeared seriously jumping at 11pm while everything else around was a complete dead zone. After walking in we learned that the place was full because Guatemala was playing Trinidad & Tobago in a World Cup qualifying match. Anyway, the place was small and the main seating section was in front for those watching the football game. There was a small bar and a few tables for other folks who wanted
to 
eat. When the guy asked where we wanted to sit he gave us two options--the table by the window with an intriguing view of the window unit fan or the table by the HOLE IN THE WALL. We picked the luxury window unit seat. We ordered drinks and this was quite a delight, the menu listed Sangria for $5, Margaritas for $5.50 and Strawberry Daiquiris for $5.50. We ordered the strawberry daiquiris and although they looked a little more raspberry in color, I thought the drink was delicious. My friend thought it was too sweet and ordered a pina colada.
While we waited for our meal and continually discussed our country club view of the window fan and the hole in the wall I made another observation that is quite interesting. (Notice the hole in the wall to the left of me in my picture) The two tables next to us, which we're pushed together for a large party that had just left, have a clear identifying mark on them--Westfield Shoppingtown. Now for anyone familiar with the suburban mall scene has visited one of Westfield's shopping malls around the U.S. or even their global locations in Australia, New Zealand and the United Kingdom. If you've ever been in the mall and had a desire for bourbon chicken, Boardwalk Fries or a slice of pizza you've seen the Westfield Shoppingtown tables which have the mall logo on the corner of the tables in red and black. What makes this all the more funnier is that Wheaton Mall, a Westfield property, is no more than 2 traffic lights away from this restaurant. Somehow the owners of this restaurant hauled off two tables (we only saw two, there may 
have been more) from the nearby Wheaton Mall and set-up shop in their restaurant. I thought the sight of the two tables was just hilarious but my friend was in utter shock. It's similar to hotel towels. My mother would never give a guest of our home a towel that came from some hotel stay in the past but to me it's a wink and a smile kind of deal, I applaud people for being resourceful. A towel is a towel and in this case a table is a table. 
Our food came to the table, my order of two chicken enchiladas with rancher
o sauce and my friend's order of chicken enchiladas with two tacos. I enjoyed my food and actually thought it was delicious (the fact that I'm on a Slim Fast diet could be a major factor in that). My friend really believes she's a serious food critic and thought the chicken could have more flavor, the taco was better than the enchilada and the rice was good because it was not Spanish rice. They really cut corners on the rice, it wasn't Spanish or Mexican rice and really tasted like warmed up Minute Rice or Rice-A-Roni. Overall, I'd say the place was fine for a late night bite considering the food and drinks were good enough and there was excitement from the patrons watching the game. The restaurant exploded when Guatemala made a goal. (A flag was called on the goal so the celebration was short-lived)
I'd say always take the time to try a new place and never underestimate a hole in the wall. 
