It’s an unlikely marriage. A Mexican fiesta in the heart of Appalachia. But when the first plate of Chocolate Mole Chicken arrives the mountain air suddenly feels like the coast of Oaxaca. In a cultural heist, the band starts - Jose and his boys - a four-piece conga ensemble that understands rhythm is a requirement. Before the second round of Jalapeno Mint Margaritas arrive, the line forms - stretching past the fireplace, weaving through the dining hall - a human chain of joy in a place meant for solitude.

On the menu: Authentic Mexican soul meets Mountain Grit. Carne Asada Strip Steak. Esquites with a heat that rivals a July noon. Jicama and Citrus Salad. Fresh Snapper Ceviche. Chocolate Mole Chicken. Mexican Flan. Tres Leches Cake. and more.