In surreal america, where I grew up, there are three cities, that function as a metro area. Pasco is one of the three. It’s the poorest. It’s the least white.
It’s also got the best food.
The food in Pasco is good. And cheap. And there’s a decent chance some of it isn’t meeting health codes (like the time I went to a taco truck, and had food served to me by one of the 5th graders from the school I worked at.) And sometimes, when you order, the person helping you isn’t exactly fluent in English, making what you’re buying and what it costs a magical surprise (this can be good, like the 25 cent cookies at Vierra’s. Twenty five cents! I was there at least once a week).
I worked in Pasco for a year, and ate the best Mexican food of my life the whole time. So while we were in town for my shower, I took the fiance on a field trip to my favorite, Tacos La Fama
See how it’s a building? Not a truck! This means you can sit down. And the tacos are still just 1.25 each, just like everywhere else. (That’s a picture of a torta, if you, like my fiance, were wondering)
I came to this place for the first time because I saw someone with taqueria tacos that had tomato on them. It’s the little things in life people.
This is possibly my favorite thing in the world.
Funny fact-there was a girl sitting near us who was totally getting ready to blog about her meal. She took tons of pictures and had a printout of some article on the best tacos in Pasco.
I judged, even though I was doing the same thing.
Taco trucks-love them? Hate them? Don’t live near them?