Today I’ll show you the taco joint near my parents’ house. It’s a fast food chain in Texas and Oklahoma. My cousin likes it, and he is a connoisseur of fast food. Tacos, pizza, burgers. He’s one of the few people who has visited Japan and didn’t eat any Japanese food at all. (My cousin: “Where do you buy your tacos? WHAT? NO TACOS?!?! I couldn’t live here.”)
The um..the something. I don’t remember what it is.Tortilla bread, seasoned meat, veggies and cheese.
Refried beans? Oh gosh, sorry don’t remember. But it was all yummy. And so much better than Taco Bell or Taco Bueno or Taco Can’t-Remember-The-Name-but-it-was-a-national-chain that put tons of rice in my taco salad and then covered it with a layer of lettuce, meat and cheese. Ugh.