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| - Last night I got incredibly hungry. After a quick scan of the local offerings open around 8:30 pm, I narrowed my search to "tacos" and hit return. I then erased that search and typed in "bars" but quickly changed my mind back to tacos...
Now, I'm pretty well versed in what a great taco should be. I've traveled quite a bit in my day. (At 33 I feel I'm qualified to now say that, and always wanted to position it well in a sentence)
The Phoenix area, of which I am native to, has some of the best. I'm not saying it is the best. But it is definitely in the conversation.
Until last night, the best tacos I have ever eaten were from a street side cart while returning back to the US from Tijuana Mx. I think I paid ¢50 for two.
Enough background. Let's get to the nitty gritty.
I first noticed the gentleman manning the cook top flipping what appeared to be hand made corn tortillas. Always a good sign that you're in for a great experience. The second observation I made was the condiment stand in the corner, appetite whet. Finally, a tale tale sign of a great restaurant is a minimal, focused menu. Check and check.
It is my opinion that carne asada tacos are not the best option. Sure I like them. Sure they are good. However when it comes to flavor, lengua and cabeza are my personal favorites.
That being said, I ordered "queiro un taco de asada, uno de pastor, y una de lengua o y para tomar coca en botella"
I order this to go. But during my wait I saw a guy wearing a sombrero with a flowing ponytail looking like he was in 7th heaven while eating his order. A life decision was made here.
Bag in hand I hit the condiment section. Loaded up on jalapeños torreados salsa verde and guacamole salsa. Sat out front in the patio and began to enjoy.
Carne asada :))
Pastor :)))
Lengua :))))))))))))
If you've come this far. Just go. Seriously. Five stars. My only regret is there aren't more stars to give.
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