Don Day: El Turco. Tacos before sundown

Published January 15, 2024

I turned the corner at Refugio, with those buds on my tongue wishing that Tio Carlos’ taco stand might have changed its hours. But no, it was all boarded up just like all of the other afternoons.

I wasn’t surprised. And I already had Bahn Mi and a mystery meat sandwich in my radar when I glanced across the street. There, through one of those nasty looking chain link fences that should only surround penitentiaries, I caught sight of what looked like a taco cart I’d never seen before. And was that something or someone moving inside?

Now curiosity may have killed the cat but it’s willed me to some fine feasts. Might this be one?

I crossed Stirling Dickinson. As I moved from cobblestones to pavement to dirt, I began to be able to make out the font that my friend Richard had taught me was Texas Tango.

Terco…Claro! Porque cuando de tacos se trata no tienes por que cambiar de opinion.

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