It’s hard not to throw around words like “cute” and “adorable” at this place; outside, white tables adorned with jaunty pink napkins, fresh flowers, and veladoras evoke a garden party, while the inside of the creaky old house feels like a cross between a hunting cabin and a saloon, complete with upright piano. The menu is a small collection of frequently changing dishes; we were taken with tender carne a la tampiqueña elevated by an addictive garlicky sauce and by spicy enchiladas suizas stuffed with excellent shrimp. Be sure to sample one of the many mescals, served with sprightly wedges of orange and rusty-hued sal de gusano (yep, worm salt). (6/12)