This morning he was making his calls from TWO FUCKING BLOCKS away! I always complement him on his voice, I could hear him over the disco I had playing this morning in the kitchen. I got on the Redline and pedaled like crazy trying to find Senor Tamales.
This time I also got the hot chocolate too, which is made a little different from the watery high fructose mess we're all used to. Its a little thicker and has a different taste and texture to it and its good. I asked CantStayJose, "is it normal for the Tamales Man to be selling hot chocolate?" and according to my hombre, it is.
But a warning to my fellow street vendor food virgins and the not-so-experienced: check with the locals before buying from any old van that shows up selling food. I consider myself a expert, a connoisseur if you will, of buying "street" foods and back-alley ethnic cuisine. I'm just throwing this out there cause I wouldn't want anyone to get sick cause they read this post and went out and got something from some other guy in a brown Ford Aerostar. Regularity and a line to buy the product is a sure sign that you won't be reading entire magazines on the toilet for the rest of the day.
By the way, that's tamales de puerco (pork) on top and chile/queso (chili/cheese) on the bottom. I also got pollo (chicken). My wife will be stoked after canoe paddling practice this morning. Have a good morning and enjoy your Sunday!
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