keeps me coming back!. macarena's consistently superior, impeccably prepared el salvadoran cuisine poses one of the keenest culinary dilemmas new orleans diners are likely to face: do you order the signature pupusas, without a doubt one of the best-tasting, least expensive dishes in the city, or venture further afield on the menu to experience other equally succulent but less hyped dishes, such as the sweet corn tamale, yucca frita con chicharron, or carne mechada (salvadoran pot roast)? this is the kind of problem i like to have, and i've been pondering it there over dinner on a regular basis, ever since macarena made the wise and much welcome decision to move from locations in kenner and metairie to their cozy new quarters nestled in the heart of riverbend. a number of solutions to this dilemma have presented themselves as i've sipped their delectable latin chicken soup-so astoundingly fresh and elegantly simply that for a moment i actually entertained comparisons to alice waters--or savored their homemade spanish flan for dessert while admiring the café's friendly, effective service under the watchful, twinkling eye of manny, macarena's irrepressible impresario. in the end, two solutions stand out: you can order the pupusas and check your calendar to find out how soon you can come back. or you can just do what we did the first time we went to macarena: order one of everything on the menu and not worry about it.