This Morro Castle is important to me because it’s where I tried my first Frita as a kid. My father brought me here to have a “Cuban Hamburger”. In other words, he was using terminology that was sure to trick me into having one. It worked and even though a Frita seemed so foreign to me back then I find it odd when I encounter someone who has never tried one.
Morro Castle is cash only but there is an ATM machine. There are tables but I sat at the counter just like I did many years go.
I ordered a Frita and a Croqueta Preparada. The Croqueta Preparada was served on Cuban Bread and it was nicely toasted on a press. It’s topped with the same Julienne Potatoes and Onion slivers their Frita has. It seemed to be missing something, possibly Cheese to level it up to being awesome.
The Frita, well I closed my eyes and I remembered my dad looking down intently at me as I was about to try it. He was so happy that I liked it. And now looking back, it’s where I started my life-long obsession with Fritas.
When I opened my eyes the Frita was gone. It was great so I took a few to go. I called my Pops up on my way out and he mentioned to me that I had my first Frita there. Who could forget something like that?
Where My Frita Love Started:
1201 W 44th Pl, Hialeah, FL