Charles' spit-roasted chicken enchiladas ($18) were smothered in an umber-hued mole sauce. Mild heat from chili peppers was calmed by a smoky chocolate finish and cool salsa verde. There are numerous variations of the complex sauce, with mole poblano (usually containing chilies, nuts, fruit, spices, and chocolate) being the version most often seen here in the States.

For dessert (yes, we went for that too), three of us shared vanilla caramel flan ($6), hesitantly passing up dark chocolate tamal ($7) and white and dark chocolate fondue ($10). We were pleased with the light and creamy custard floating in a small pool of caramel — a refreshing end to a hearty meal.

Despite subpar service, the food was quite tasty. However, the distress that began later that evening was unpleasant enough to erase our positive experience. Readers with sensitive stomachs may want to skip the next paragraph.

Cazuela De Queso Fundido: served with grilled chorizo and fingerling potatoes on the side.
Candace West
Cazuela De Queso Fundido: served with grilled chorizo and fingerling potatoes on the side.

That night, I spent 14 hours near the toilet while my bowels emptied faster than Speedy Gonzales can outrun a clowder of cats. And it wasn't just me: Three out of four of us suffered a mild yet still very disturbing episode. Paralyzed in the fetal position, my sweaty cheek rested on the cool tile of the bathroom floor as I breathlessly clasped for more aloe-infused Charmin.

It's unclear which dish or drink might have caused our gastrointestinal woes. The only difference between the tormented trio and the lone survivor were drinks and flan. I called the restaurant to alert them to the health incident, and a genuinely apologetic general manager assured me he would investigate. His hypothesis? Contaminated eggs in the flan were to blame.

With a kung-fu grip on a small bottle of pink bismuth, I returned with high hopes of trying the Mexican eggs Benedict for breakfast. I had begun salivating at the website's description of "jalapeño-cheddar biscuits, nopales, green chili, and chorizo gravy."

Unfortunately, the breakfast is run by Sheraton, not Dos Caminos. Think typical hotel fare like omelets and pancakes. Only a meas­ly three options actually belong to Dos Caminos — huevos rancheros, a baked egg casserole, and a breakfast quesadilla ($12 to $14). Such a shame — since a Mexican breakfast could be a nice alternative for diners. Frustrated, I left without eating.

Yet Dos Caminos reminds me of a paramour I had in college, the big man on campus skilled in the craft of balancing charm and detachment. You know, a bad boy. Despite all I had endured, I returned to Dos Caminos­ like a desperate girlfriend, hoping and wishing that maybe this time would be different.

It took a fair amount of begging to convince someone to go with me for visit numero tres. The same lackluster service prevailed when our waiter couldn't answer basic questions about dishes on the menu. "How is the Mexican street corn prepared?" I inquired. The waiter thought for a moment and pitifully responded: "You know, I just don't know."

This time, two of us shared pulled chicken taquitos ($8) as a starter. Two warm, crisp-fried rolled tortillas were stuffed with shredded chicken, queso fresco, sour cream, and serrano chile salsa. Unfortunately, shards of bones were carelessly left in the filling, attacking my soft palate like a miniature Mexican infantry soldier advancing, sword in hand.

Entrées of grilled open-face shrimp ($18) and chicken quesadillas ($15) arrived lukewarm. The open-face tortilla was topped with a thick layer of Mexican cheeses that overpowered the delicate flavor of the shrimp, resulting in one-dimensional flavor. My companion could accomplish only a few bites of his chicken quesadilla due to a dousing of chipotle barbecue sauce. "I'm really not that hungry," he whimpered, leaving an entire plate of food.

Combined with the odd location, poor service, and risk of food-borne gastrointestinal upset, Dos Caminos may struggle to amass the fanfare of its New York and Las Vegas locations. Although it'd pass as a fair spot for cocktails and appetizers, without significant improvement, Dos Caminos will work as nothing more than a stopover for guests of the ship-shaped hotel.

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mirko
mirko

 Jaime long, life is easy, if u did not like dos caminos why? u want to go back...I love that place and the guacamole is the best dish they offer on the menu..... no second chance for girlfriends...if u go back shame on YOU.

Guest
Guest

First off the Wreck Bar is a classic and you are an ass for not seeing or appreciating that.Second ... I think the Fort Lauderdale strip IS a great location for dining as there are lots of great restaurants --- and this most likely is a great addition the place looks cool.

Well if you can not appreciate the Wreck Bar --- your hipster obnoxiousness is clear and your reviews are now meaningless.

Dennis
Dennis

The hotel is crap. The most important info was left out, which is that the parking lot next door is torn up, so you have to deal with the overmatched valet.

Reviewing this restaurant was a waste of your employer's money; nobody cares about Dos Caminos. Rocco's has all the buzz. It's just a better place from head to toe.

Carolina_t
Carolina_t

Has been there twice and food was wonderful.... never had any kind of stomach problems sooooo why would you go back the next day after what happened the night before???? doesnt make sense...

John L.
John L.

$24 for guacamole? That has to be an all time rip off. It's avocado, people.

Service in South Florida is a joke. I'm not surprised by the lack of knowledge by the servers - as long as they upsell tourists, why should the restaurant care?

Dennis
Dennis

I'm guessing that you don't shop. $6. per person isn't that much; haas avocados are like $2.50 each. If you don't want to pay $24 why not get the guac for 2 for $12, which is the same as Rocco's charges.

Jamie seems to be the George Costanza of reviewers. Loves dining in the hood, but not at real restaurants. So it might be worth a try.

John L.
John L.

Where the hell are you buying your avocados?

freakerdude
freakerdude

How was the pibil? You only mentioned the lime marinated red onions and the achiote flavor.

Frank
Frank

No. 84: Guacamole From Dos Caminos: That list is a complete joke.

Dennis
Dennis

A New Times list is a joke? You really needed to make that comment?

Frank
Frank

Agreed. Had a crap meal there after being coerced to go by out-of-towners who had been to one in NYC. The narrow room is awful. The $24 guacamole has to be one of the biggest rip-offs around.

 
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