Message: | One faboulous Saturday in October: 10:30 a.m.: Was downtown, stopped by Central Market, grabbed three of those humoungous tacos from the stand on the south side (cabeza, carnitas and birria). One plate, three giant tacos, plenty of lime and salsa and a strawberry liquado, eaten on the bench outside. Thought to myself, hey, I've never been to Olvera street. In a vain effort to work off some of the three pounds of meat I'd ingested, walked up to Olvera (of course, got all the strange looks from motorists passing by whenever you walk anywhere in LA, especially downtown). Hit Olvera-cheese city. Four churro stands, had one of each...verdict: the churros made inside the small sweet shop are the best. Had a decent Mexican hot chocolate and some cajeta candy. Glad I went to Olvera once, will never go back. Went home, got on the Tread mill to pay penance to the gods of taco meat. Had Humboldt Fog with seasame crackers as an afternoon snack. 7:00 p.m.: significant other calls, is coming home from work (in Inglewood), do I want her to stop by Phillips? The question answers itself: half a pork slab, half a beef slab, slaw and beans. Meat cooked just so, spicy and smokey, sauce dripping off the bones...beautiful. The best day of food you could have without eating any vegetables. |