Miami-Teller, zu denen ich die Crew zurückbringen würde

I spend my days diagnosing engines and my nights diagnosing why a dish works or doesn't. Miami's a deep bench, so this is my starting lineup, built from actual visits, not hype. Cuban comfort food, a stone crab institution, sourdough that smells like a Tuesday morning should, and a Peruvian spot that plays a different sport entirely. No filler, no bench-warmers, just the plates I keep coming back to after a long day at the shop or a slow one at the port.