You wouldn’t think to find summery vibes inside a dimly lit Bushwick bar, but the hipster Mexican riviera that is El Cortez is a delight. The frozen drinks could stand to be stronger (go for the signature El Cortez instead) but the food is spot on, eschewing the Tex-Mex frenzy of drowning everything in sauce for simple ingredients that burst with flavor. The massive taco salad ($11) is served in a crunchy shell bowl, as it should be, and even the outlier cucumber salad with vinegar onions and cotija could teach a thing or two to the Eastern Europeans who invented the concept. Bonus: The music is the kind of eclectic indie rock selected by the cool camp counselor you spent the summer lusting after. 17 Ingraham St.