On Thanksgiving Day, I watched football and ate tacos. I can’t begin to tell you how important tacos are down here. You can find them being made on and around every corner here in Puerto Escondido. Real Food. Authentic & Abundant. I am very Thankful that I am being shown the Taco ropes. I got taken to an underground spot in The Lazaro last week. Locals Only. No menu. No silverware. Open when it’s open. It really isn’t even a restaurant OR a spot, rather somebodies backyard. Flat out knock your dick in the dirt delicious, and a fraction of the cost of say Taco Hell. Which reminds me of a True Story. On December 24th, 2010, at 6:30pm, as most normal folk were Caroling About w/ Jack Frost, I sat in my van and ate Jack in the Box tacos on Ocean Avenue for dinner. You know the ones. Does it get any more disgusting? To offset that dog food, and re-establish my street cred., tonight I am having Xmas Eve Dinner at Mayra’s. You know the one. Taco Royalty in Puerto Escondido. Buen Provecho!
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