Craving: Tacos
A while back I was traipsing around Jackson Heights, Queens, researching sexy spots for a Time Out New York article, when the scent of meat on the griddle wafted into my nose. My mouth started salivating and my head felt dizzy with anticipation. I had struck taco stand heaven. For $2 you can get two, hot corn tortillas piled high with savory, perfectly cooked meat (usually pork for me), fresh cilantro, pickled carrots and peppers, and a sprinkle of chopped onion. You know a taco is perfect when you don’t have to add any sauce to it, and the one from this stand was key.
As a Colorado native, I really miss out on tacos here in New York. Though the ones found in this Mexican heavy neighborhood certainly can contend with my beloved home state’s spicy, savory treats. Bring me tacos or bring me death! Ha. But really, with all the new taco places opening up (I told you months ago that tacos would be the new bahn mi, which were the new cupcake), I am shocked more of them can’t get it right. I won’t divulge my secret top taco spots yet…but in time you will know them too.
