Transported by Taco King

A good friend of mine is getting ready to vacation in Mexico.  I have to say, I’m a bit envious of her as I look out my window to a mostly gray day and shiver.  I’m more than ready for some hot sun in my life, or at least green grass and leaves on the trees!  I long to wander down a street in Mexico, warm air on my skin, flip-flops on my feet, and music in the air.

When I visited Mexico in college, my friends and I would almost always choose to eat the simplest (and cheapest!) of dinners from a street side vendor: a couple tacos or quesadillas and a bottle of beer.

We would sit on the curb or a nearby bench, and feast.  The food was not fancy, just a flower tortilla, carne asada, sautéed onions, a bit of cheese, sprinkle of cilantro, spoonful of fresh guacamole, and a squirt of lime.  Hot off the grill, filling after a day of sunshine, and incredibly tasty.  Some of the best food I’ve ever eaten, anywhere.

Although I’ve never found a restaurant to compare, a couple have come close:

1) The Taco Truck in Walla Walla, Washington
2) Taco King in Anchorage, Alaska

Even though it’s not the real thing, when I order from Taco King and close my eyes when I take a bite (especially if there’s a lot of fresh cilantro in it) I can almost conjure up Mexico.

Do you have any foods that immediately transport you to a place when you eat them?


Author: Gretchen Fauske

I love Anchorage. I love what it is, what it's been, and what I dream it will be. I share my adventures with DJ (my husband), my fabulous family and friends, two frenchies named Grover and Teddy, and now, all of you. If you love Anchorage too, get in touch - guest posts are welcome!