When ever I am asked what would my last meal be, the answer is always the same; a crispy taco. Crispy tacos are way at the top of my list of favorites and I have absolutely no will power when it comes to ordering in a Mexican restaurant. Intellectually, I know I should be ordering the soft tacos with grilled chicken or grilled shrimp in a Verde sauce. But I just can’t seem to help myself.
Growing up, a typical day was swimming at the Nathan’s pool, doing some arts and crafts, and then gathering up my friends and riding our bikes to Taco Tio. Taco Tio was a typical little taco stand about 3/4 of a mile from my house. Food was ordered through a sliding mesh screen and there were a few stools that sat under the outside, very high counter. I would order my crispy tacos, sit on those stools, and watch the lady make and assemble my afternoon snack. When Taco Tio closed and a sub shop tooks it place, it was a sad day in the neighborhood. And to this day, I have had a hard time replacing the taste of both their tacos or those memories.