All the praise on TripAdvisor for Jose Enrique is well deserved: from start to finish, our meal was incredible. Our taxi driver had a little trouble finding the place, but he recognized it after we pulled up; we were sure to take his card so we could call him for the trip back to our hotel, because it was obvious that cabs don't drive by frequently in this neighborhood.
The dining room is small and loud; we arrived between 5 and 5:30 p.m. on a Friday, and were lucky to get the only available table, a four-top. They asked us to move to a two-top when one became available, and we were more than happy to oblige, especially after finishing our appetizers of homemade, grilled sausage and a simple spinach salad with grated (manchego?) cheese. Those two dishes set the stage for two of the best entrees we've ever had, anywhere: grilled flatiron steak over mashed purple potatoes and pan-fried dorado (mahi mahi) over mashed yuca. The steak was melt-in-your-mouth tender and perfectly medium-rare, and the potatoes were creamy, but firm. The fish was crisp and flaky, and the yuca was a sweet delight. Pitchers of sangria were a great accompaniment.
For dessert, we debated between a plate of three chocolate concoctions or corazon, a heart-shaped local fruit served with lime sorbet. We chose the chocolate selection -- a cake, a mousse and a shell filled with ice cream -- after our very pleasant server suggested we could always buy corazon in a nearby public market. But she brought both desserts anyway, and said the corazon was on the house! We were blown away -- by that, and by the food, the service and the fact that one of the best meals we have ever had was in a nondescript, of-the-beaten-path gem in an otherwise ordinary San Juan neighborhood.