The two friends visiting us this week are your classic “work hard, play hard” types. Since there is no work for them to do here, the focus has been largely on playing. In Mexico, “playing” loosely translates “tequila, cerveza, and more tequila”.
As you can see, this team was well prepared to handle its tequila:
After a night of several banderas (3 shots of tequila, sangrita, and lime juice, sipped sequentially), any wise Mexico City resident knows that the best way to feel good the next morning is to coat your belly with 3AM street tacos. The street tacos possess a magical property that most closely emulates that Pepto Bismol commercial, where the pink goo coats the angry stuff in your stomach. Street tacos perform a similar act with tequila– enveloping the mass of tequila in their super-absorbent corn tortilla shells & neutralizing its strength.
Luckily, merely blocks from our apartment lies the premiere street taco van in Polanco (at least to the best of our knowledge, but this claim was recently backed up elsewhere). Not only are the tacos quite tasty, but the salsas are excellent.
The taco van also offers an amiable atmosphere that facilitates rapid friend-making. In fact, after ingesting enough tacos, you may be allowed to briefly ride on the back of some of your fellow taco patrons.
Two nites later, we discovered another taco van in Polanco across from the W Hotel. This taco van was a bit more stealth, lacking the clear signage atop its roof. Nonetheless, John & James were not dissuaded from sampling a taco from this unmarked van’s rear:
I think James & Andrew will leave Mexico City ingesting no fewer than 45 tacos each, probably equal parts from stationary vehicles & from more traditional “restaurant” facilities. And the van tacos get a big thumbs up.