There are few things that can make or break a Mexican dish like the tortillas. They’re either made in house or store-bought. No fear of that here. Located smack in the middle of town, this small cafe with shiny red oilcloth table covers rolls out big flour tortillas when you order and slaps them on the grill, ready to be filled up with goodness. We chose the supreme quesadillas early one morning and were glad we did (one is plenty for two if you’re not starving). We got a thin layer of cheese, diced ham, and avocado between two huge tortillas that crackled with each bite. The seasoning was so perfect that we hesitated to add any of the red or green house-made salsa from the two squeeze bottles our helpful server set on the table. Not wishing to commit, we tried a little of one, then the other. They were both so good we kept alternating. Lupita’s is also famous for hamburgers with curly fries, but we had to leave that for our next lunch.
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Breakfast and lunch, with killer tortillas, in the Davis Mountains.