
Amazing how a few simple chunks of avocado can change everything. Salud, Rubio’s, salud.

The Delta does strange things to men. Time may not behave quite like you once thought it did. The flow of the water through every pore of town washes away any preconceived notions. Up might be down. Savory might be sweet. Open might be closed, or even stranger closed might be open.
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I’ve been thinking about a Nieto’s carne asada burrito for months. Which is odd considering that I’ve thinking for months about something I’ve never had. Nieto’s has won me over with rolled tacos, and their bean and cheese burrito, so I had high expectations about the gold standard for SoCal Mex food – the carne asada burrito.
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I’ve been puzzled by why these El Tonayense trucks are so popular. They aren’t very good, but yet they are everywhere, and people claim to like them. It’s not that they are bad so much as they are just extremely boring. From what I can tell, there ain’t no love in them tacos and burritos. Yet, again and again, I hear about how great they are.
The only reason I can think of is that San Francisco is full of transplants, and these transplants must consider taco trucks a novelty. They order, they eat, and then the pretend to love whatever they had. I’m guessing these fakers are doing it so they can boast some sort of street food street cred, although these creations might have a tough time stacking up against Chipotle.
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Ground beef burrito
What, that’s it? Hmm, I thought there would be more to it than that. Ok, well. Fine. To be fair, the menu does say “beans, rice, salsa fresca, roasted tomato sauce and lettuce.†Now I see I could have upgraded to a super for $2.00 more, but at $5.25 for a ground beef I expected more.
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I’ve totally been into Rubio’s fish burritos lately. They’re good despite the fact that the chain is en route to mega-corporate blandism. Perhaps it is again my San Diego background that looks past the suspiciously consistent guacamole and instead focuses on the simple flavor combinations.
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Birthday party for Cory. Which could only mean one thing. Drinks at the Attic. Well… two things, actually: The Attic and El Farolito.

The hunt for food started after a bloody mary lunch. A slice of pizza sounded like the perfect thing to hold the hunger until burrito time. I was in the mood for something new and had never gotten around to trying Katz pizza. Closed. Oh well. Even though the best pizza in town – Arinell – was right around the corner me and the man of the hour walked on by. Arinell’s would have been great, but we’ve had it a million times, so we decided to drop in on Julie.
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It’s been a long time since I ordered a torta in San Francisco. The Mexican sandwich is quite often delicious, but it’s usually just wrong. I can’t imagine that a French roll plays a huge part in the history of Mexican cuisine. Unfortunately, that’s often what you find around here; Mexican ingredients on average white bread. No matter how delicious the sandwich might be, I just can’t help but think that’s a creation better left for Subway. Like rolled tacos in San Diego, perhaps a proper torta never made it up here.
It’s rare that I walk into a taqueria for the first time and immediately know that I’ll be back. Wandering around the Tenderloin, I found myself starving and craving a burrito. Little did I know what I was about to stumble upon.

I make it a point to peer into any taqueria I happen to pass by. Even if I’m not hungry then, I can file it away for a possible future visit. This habit I’ve gotten myself into was not even necessary to draw me into El Tesoro. The door was open, it was well lit and they were busy with Mexicans both in front of and behind the counter.
Now you see, it now you don’t.
Months after the mysterious disappearance of the Cuban Taco Truck on Harrison there seems to be a reappearance…

…and indeed it’s true! Mission and Goodwill, just outside of The Mission, just inside of SOMA.