It’s a strange thing keeping a blog. Because even though you can see how many people visit your blog, you never really know how many people actually read your blog, or if anyone actually reads it at all. How many read the whole article? How many just look at the photos? How many typed in something dirty before taco and ended up here? Today I checked my blog stats and so far this month I’ve had 975 hits from Ukraine. I know, Ukraine is weak; it’s a sitting duck.
I walked from my office to the corner of Olympic and Grand. That’s where Danny’s taco truck has parked for years now. And yet I’ve strangely never been. Why is this? Give me some vague coordinates of a taco truck in East LA and I’m on it. But tell me about a taco truck I work five minutes from and you’ll have to twist my arm for months.
tacos $1.25 each
So I finally went. I ordered three tacos: chorizo, carnitas, and carne asada. The tortillas were homemade which was good. The salsa roja had some heat to it as well. But they weren’t great tacos. The meat was average. The chorizo was your typical sad state of affairs, greasy and pointless. The carnitas was dry and the carne asada bland. The orange soda really hit the spot though.
While walking back to my office I got a text from a friend asking if I had plans for the night. I said I didn't and he replied back asking if I wanted to look for an outlaw taco cart that sets up outside a church somewhere in City Terrace in East LA. Of course I said yes.
1000 S Grand Ave
Los Angeles, CA 90015