Richard Jernigan -> RE: Lard (Jun. 3 2013 2:31:18)
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ORIGINAL: estebanana Remember Julia Child herself liked a Mc Donalds fry every now and then. When I moved to Santa Barbara I scouted for a good taco joint. People told me there was one on Milpa street endorsed by the great Julia Child herself. It was OK. Nothing to go out of your way for. Sure enough, there was a handwritten endorsement from Julia Child framed on the wall. World's best tacos, or something. Place was full of gringos, though that was nothing to hold against it. A little further toward the ocean on Milpa street there was Tacos al Pastor, Sucursal Numero 2. (Branch number 2). The following week I tried it. There was a big wooden sign above the counter with a dozen kinds of tacos listed on it. There was a self service cold table with eight different kinds of salsa. As I approached the counter, the teenage girl taking orders looked a little concerned, but relaxed when I spoke Spanish. No one in the place spoke any English while I was there. I asked the girl, since this was Sucursal numero 2, where was the main office? Chihuahua City. The tacos were really great, the salsas to die for. Wow. I seldom saw the pretty teenager on the order counter. Usually she worked in the open kitchen behind the counter. But one day she was on the cash register and gave me a big smile. So I asked her why she looked a little concerned when I came to the front of the line the first time. She said she had just started to work there, and spoke no English. I told my friends at work about Tacos al Pastor. They assured me that if I hung out over in the barrio I would get knifed before long. They wouldn't listen to my story that Tacos al Pastor was a family place, with kids and grandmas, and a relaxed friendly vibe. Either Julia was taco deaf, or she was afraid to go a couple blocks further down Milpa street. Or both. RNJ
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