Which means, I've gotta eat, and then judge, tacos from at least a dozen different valley taco trucks. Am I prepared? C'mon, really?
Let me tell you a short story about me and my stomach. We have a pretty good relationship. I eat, he's happy (yeah, my stomach's a dude).
There is very little I haven't eaten in this lifetime.
For example, one year for Spring Break, a bunch of my buddies and I left for a week-long trip to Mexico. Not near the border of Mexico. Not even Tijuana.
We friggin' drove DEEP into Mexico. And it was grand.
Anyway, everyday of that trip around 3am was spent on the STREETS of some random Mexican city eating some kind of random tacos made with some gray-brownish meat of unknown and questionable origin. And I liked it.
I ate meat off the streets of Mexico.
I'm freakin' ready.
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