Once upon a time when I first moved to Santa Barbara I came across this old little hut of a building that was called Romanti-Ezer. It was owned by a sweet married couple who had the restaurant for more than 10 years. I remember loving the food from my very first bite. I used to volunteer at the Jewish Federation and walked from the federation building to that diner.
I remember feeling a twinge of guilt every time I ordered from Romanti-Ezer, but I ended up not caring once I have taken a bite of the pillowy gooey cheese of the glorious pupusas. They are so good, and I love the tang from the slaw that comes with the dish. When the restaurant closed, my heart broke a little.
But then I discovered they are still existing in a food truck: I cheered! Knowing that the husband-and-wife duo are still in business warms my heart.