All about the setting, baby:
Gas station tacos on the outskirts of downtown? Cows? That's half the fun!
There's considerable debate around where the tacos rank - but you just gotta go down there once in a while.
Choose from Picadillo, Barbacoa, al Pastor, or the Chicken or Beef Fajitas.
To be honest, my favorite part of the trip is getting a "Cup -o-Elotes" while I wait for my tacos. It's a crazy-great bastardized version of the traditional street food. But instead of a corn on the cob with the usual condiments, this is all just mixed up in a cup. Corn, butter, mayo, crema, cotija cheese, lime, chili powder... damn. (Hey, you all know I'm all about Robuchon - but one must have an open palate).