Mission: Taco Tour. Part IV - Taqueria San Jose

Here, at the Taqueria San Jose, I finally had the taco al pastor that I wished I'd had at the Guadalajara. It was as soft as my grandmother's brisket.



Mouth ablaze, I surrendered to the glow of the official drink of the Mission taquerias: carrot-orange juice. It made my taste buds sing and my hypoglycemic index rocket.



Despite not having some of the more exciting items on the menu (fish tacos and menudo), the staff was extra friendly and even let me sneak into the kitchen for a shot of their demonic looking meat spike. I did not, however, enjoy Sprite.