If you don’t have a real job, come to Yuca on Tuesday for a late lunch. In the summer, the walls magically open up giving you a beautiful view of the other unemployed New Yorkers tripping balls in Tompkins Square Park. If you do have a job, come afterwards for a happy hour fiesta so caliente that you’ll want to get up and flamenco (See: Right). I ordered the Spanish Bruschetta from the Lunch Tapas menu, which was muy sabrosa and only $1.50! I splurged and got the quesadillas de langosta (Lobster Kay-suh-dil-uhs) for $5.50, which taste as exceptional as they sound, and were dolloped with guacamole delicioso. My lunching companion ordered the guacasalsa (chips with guacamole and pico de gallo) for $4. And we split a half-pitcher (four glasses) of white sangria for $15, filled with fresh fruit, and spiked enough to get a good mid-day buzz going. The waitress was as sweet as the sangria she served, and brought us even more drinks on the house (Did she recognize me from this world-famous blog? I’m pretty sure…) All in all I spent less than $20 including tip, and my stomach, liver and wallet all gave me a big ‘gracias.’