The plato Erika ($14.95), named after the owner's wife, features thinly sliced meat (beef and/or chicken) with an almost cajun-tasting spice, plantains, beans, rice, and fresh tortillas. Everything blended together perfectly in both texture and flavor (but it still didn't seem quite as good as the great Peruvian half-chickens being delivered to the tables all around us). The chicken was especially flavorful and worked nicely with the sweetness of the plantains. Our vegetarian friend was quite happy with her quesadilla ($7.50), though there was not much else on the menu (in the absence of the pupusas) that she could choose since Mi Ranchito, as the name might suggest, is quite meat-heavy. And some of that meat has a decidedly Southern feel-well, Southern to Baltimore, northern to Latin America. Both the plato criollo ($8.95) and the yuca con chicharron ($9.75) featured fried pork chops that wouldn't be out of place at a Sunday dinner somewhere in South Carolina or Tennessee. Though they were still a bit dry and salty, the pork chops worked with the criollo plate because the beans, rice, and salsa were juicy enough to make the thick, hard, chunks of fried pork palatable. The yuca dish was a complete failure. It was the dryest, blandest dish we've ever encountered. The yuca had the texture of giant french fries but none of the flavor-no flavor-and no sauce to offset the dryness, which only compounded that of the pork chops. It did come with cabbage slaw that makes pupusas so delicious, except that here it was just dry cabbage. Fortunately, the portions were big enough that we were able to politely ignore this plate.