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I had my first taco yesterday

Started by Trevor, October 24, 2019, 03:45:27 AM

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Trevor

It was nice but I wasn't aware that the mince in the taco had curry powder and what tasted like jalapeno in it: within 5 minutes, I was screaming for some milk. :buggedout:
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Rev. Powell

There are all kinds of different tacos: Tex Mex tacos, fish tacos, street tacos. It's almost a generic term like "sandwich."

I actually love Taco Bell tacos, even though they are far from quality cuisine. I like authentic Mexican tacos. The best ones around here are in Mexican grocery stores; if anyone at the counter speaks more than 5 words of English, you should probably go elsewhere. I've never gotten up the courage to try exotic ones like tongue (lengua).

That said, if your taco had "mince" and curry it's probably not an authentic Mexican taco!
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Trevor

Quote from: Rev. Powell on October 24, 2019, 07:37:38 AM
That said, if your taco had "mince" and curry it's probably not an authentic Mexican taco!

I think mine was the type called "lets-ruin-Trev's-tighty-whities" taco  :wink:
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Paquita

Congrats Trev!

I'm a Taco Bell fan too!  I don't care that they're not OG.   I also like the authentic tacos, but around here the authentic restaurants all have stuff like tongue and brains in their tacos and I'm terrified of getting the wrong order.


RCMerchant

I'm with the Rev on this one. After working at Honee Bear for 30 years, which has a a large Mexican workforce, I've had Mexican tacos made by old ladies who can't speak of word of English- man! Some great food there, man!
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ER

My daughter went to a funeral in California with her dad a couple years ago and they drove back instead of flying and she got these street tacos from a stand in Texas, and spent weeks raving about how she'd never had tacos before compared to how wondrous these things were. She wanted us to go to Texas just to get some more.

Some sort of voodoo dust in the mix, I'm thinking.
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