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350″ height=”459″ />Once upon a time a went to a Mexican friend of mine’s birthday on a New York rooftop. On that joyous occasion, he ordered Taco Mix al pastor tacos to be delivered to his party. I ate five (or six, I can’t remember) and would have consumed the whole lot of them if it wouldn’t have been for my pesky stomach. On the third round, as I was piling the tender yet crunchy, thinly-shaved-from-the-spit pork on top of roasty pineapple with onion and cilantro and those heaty little arbol
peppers, I asked the friend in line next to me: “How can I make these myself?” To which he replied, “You can’t. You’re not Mexican.”
and thus began a love affair.
So. HOW good are these tacos? Let me tell you one more story: The al pastor tacos in the photo taken were purchased at approximately 3 pm on a Friday. (A total of six were dusted at Taco Mix while I was at work and a remaining seven were taken away in a box.) At 7 pm, I finally found myself in the presence of the tacos, however, was also sitting down at an Italian restaurant with four friends. At 12:30 am, one taco was eaten. They were then placed in the fridge. At 10:30 am, I ate three. Cold. Cause I just COULDN’T HELP MYSELF. Then we went on a day trip to Nyack (second photograph, pretty, huh?). Upon returning, at approximately 9 pm, the remaining three tacos were heated to perfection in the toaster oven and consumed. AND THEY WERE STILL ONE OF THE MOST DELICIOUS AL PASTOR TACOS I’VE EVEN TASTED!!!!
you. must. try. one.