The arrival of the “tropical sunburn” fajita clone at Coconut Bay is often heralded by a coughing fit from the poor schmo carrying the plate. See, sautéed onion, peppers and pulled pork are piled onto a blindingly hot iron plate and doused with “Paradise Spice” sauce. Hot pan + hot pepper sauce = instant tear gas, more suited to controlling anti-globalist protesters than serving tableside. Yum? 2101 E. Fowler Ave., Tampa, 813-977-5777.
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This article appears in Sep 13-19, 2006.