4 thoughts on “Dreams From My Taqueria”

  1. I’ve had that experience in a couple of variations. There’s nothing like a lot of physical exertion to work up an appetite. And when you’re really hungry food can taste so good.

  2. Jon, As a raw youth of 18 or 19, working a summer job at a steel mill east of Chicago, I left the 2nd shift one night and happened on a taco truck on the side of the road. I guess it’s true that one never forgets their first. That was, if you can believe it, my first taco. It was unforgettably good.

  3. This place was excellent. There was a constant group of waiting customers. They had a security guard whose main job seemed to be helping people to park in the small lot.

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