Our last day in Puerto Rico, and the boyfriend and I were trekking to find our last meal. We were looking for a restaurant called, La Casita Blanca, which happened to be in a very residential area. A neighborhood gem? Gosh I hope so! Parked blocks away, we had no choice but to walk in the sweltering mid-day sun to reach our destination. The best part of our walk was seeing the neighborhood. The houses were colorful, with blooming flowers tumbling over fences. We even interrupted a cat and a chicken sharing a meal. For the first time, this felt like the real Puerto Rico and miles away from the pastel perfect city of San Juan. La Casita Blanca ended up being better than we would have imagined. The location is comfortable and filled with eclectic knick-knacks. The staff friendly. The food, no question but the best meal of our trip. Simple, rustic, and just so good. No touristy mofongo (even though I had one everyday...), generic burger, or bad pizza. Sometimes you just want some good home cooking, and this is what you get.