Oh the dirty little secrets I have...
Thing is, I don't eat meat. Just doesn't sit well in my mind or my belly. However - there are times when my mouth has no control. And it just simply wants grease. The grease of any meat I can get my hands on. Doesn't happen often, but when it does - it totally dominates my whole world.
Welcome to my 21 day crispy taco bender.
Here's how it's done. I enter some sort of Mexican establishment. Well, backtrack. First, I or my pal Lisa have called them up (and confused the holy *f out of them) and demanded to know if they serve hard shell tacos with ground beef. Muy importante. Must be ground beef. The grease is like no other. Keep in mind, most places don't serve ground beef tacos - or as they call them out this way - gringo tacos. They are way more into carne asada, pork, chicken - whatevs. But, if ground beef is a yes - well, we make our way there.
Enter taco being delivered to the table - always with a side of sour cream and extra cheese. Cause here's what happens. I scrape out all the meat (what I'm going for is a crispy taco made soft by the grease of the meat) and stuff it back with the 1st layer of sour cream, then the iceberg (must be 'berg), and all the cheese (needs to be shaved cheddar for maximum moan factor) and a final layer of cream. I then toss on heart attack amounts of salt as well as a bit of salsa. Usually this is all crunched down with a marg or two. And, then another taco is ordered. Or not, if the joint sucks.
Over the past 21 days, I've hit so many places with horrific takes on tacos. I mean, places with lines out the door - like Tito's Tacos. YUK. What the heck is the deal with that joint? Are folks really that wildly uneducated about the way a hard shell should taste?
I cannot believe that I've stayed on this wagon for so long. But, for real - come June 1, I'm giving them up. What I'm going to do instead is go on a 21 day health bender. Or like, a smoothie bender. Why not a yoga bender? Who rolls thru 21 days of hard shells without blinking an eye?
The hands down LA winner for greasiset, most delish, ground beef taco (sans the ground beef, of course) is Hacienda Del Rey in Westchester. They must be so sick of me by now - who is this crazy lady with this taco fix. That's all I order, ever. And their chips...so warm...with the perfect salsa and thick sour cream smothering it all. And, lots and lots of salt!
Yep - June 1. Def a mad health kick. I mean, I'm part of a CSA for God's sake!