I walk by this place all the time and have never gone in.
Tonight was the night.
Ridiculously cool authentic Mexican food. Pride screaming from every corner of the place. The Red White and Green aesthetic permeating everything that we could see.
Mexican soap operas playing on the telly. Beautiful bronzed women. Big lips. Big eyes. Silicon enhanced bodies. Caricatures of desire.
The food came quickly. The food disappeared quickly. The sign of a good taqueria.
Remarkably different from the El Salvadoran Taco El Asador down the street. Not "bad" different. Just different different.
Toronto never ceases to amaze me. Down every street you can find a truly authentic ethnic eatery. This is a keeper.