With a Peruvian chef at the helm, La Sombra capably twists traditional Andean and Yucatán cuisine, but without losing the essence of its origins. The lounge is festooned with bamboo, natural-looking textiles, and organic furnishings—kind of like a W Hotel’s rainforest treehut. Here, Rosedale and Hyde Park neighbors sip on pisco sours, and caipirinhas made with cane sugar simple syrup (strong, yes, but light on the funk of a good cachaça). Many of the Latin world’s better recession-priced wines are on this short list, and a 3–7pm weekday happy hour invites you to try a little of everything.

We can’t seem to get beyond the small-plate section of the menu: citric, gamey cochinita pibil tacos; pillowy bolillo sandwiches; vibrant cold salads and sides; a variety of terrific ceviches all marinated in leche de tigre—a blend of varying peppers and citrus that’s also an eye-popping hangover cure—to be sipped alongside tequila or cachaça. Flaky empanadas are expertly complemented according to filling: beef with powdered sugar and lime, potato and corn with caper crème fraîche, and—less winning but still good—chicken with mango relish. Parrilla steaks are cooked nicely, but sans the grass-fed flavor and texture Argentine meat is famous for; red and green chimichurri sauces are certainly convincing, though. Moreso on the shady, pretty patio.