How did a Cuban tradition get to be called Versailles? Beats us. Regardless, this is the place where the country’s immigrants come to reminisce when mama isn’t around or when they don’t feel like slaving over a stove for five hours. In terms of décor, they’re aiming for the palace look, with huge chandeliers and etched mirrors covering almost every surface. However, in reality, the effect is one of a glorified diner, circa 1989. Luckily, the cost of your meal is similarly retro, and portions are, in a word, huge. If you’re hard-pressed to take your pick from the substantial menu, just peer over to the other tables and indicate to the waiting staff that’s what you’d like, or instead ask for a recommendation. Fortify yourself with a cortadito (strong, short Cuban coffee) for the journey home, and remember to stop at the take-out adjunct at the front for a pastelito or three – you’ll be too full to eat them here.