Oak Park does it right

A while back Josh and I met my dad for dinner at Maya del Sol, a Latin American restaurant in Oak Park. When I was growing up, my great aunt lived in Oak Park and we used to often visit her. We’d have lunch at a little pancake diner on the corner of Lake Street or we’d have dinner at Leona’s. I used to think Oak Park was so old school and glamorous, especially in her vintage apartment. Oak Park still has its charm and after doing some research, this restaurant is the place to be. Josh and I were on board, but my dad wasn’t convinced. That changed though as soon as the nachos arrived, and the enchiladas. I stuck with my usual rice and beans, but it didn’t disappoint. There wasn’t even a crumb left for Chick.