Cinnamon, or Sim-meow-meow as my cat would pronounce it, is a little place right off Figueroa. It's run by a bunch of old mexican ladies that look like my grandma. In fact, I'm pretty sure I called them grandma once when I was drunk and they got weirded out. They make mexican food just like I would if I had my own restaurant. All the food here is authentic mexican dishes with fake meat instead of old school meat.
Gina got the Green Chicken Enchiladas with black beans and mexican rice. I got the Super Burrito with carne asada. I asked for it WET like your moms va-jean.
The food here is always decent, the service kinda sucks though. They don't really wait on you hand and foot and it can be difficult to get your check when you are through eating. Also one time we had the stamp card and we were on our last stamp before the free meal and those old bitches took the card away and never gave us the free food. I'm pretty sure it was just a language issue, but still, those hos owe me a free breet!
4/5 Plunges




Cinnamon Vegetarian Restaurant
5511 North Figueroa Street, Los Angeles, CA 90042
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