REGIONAL? international?
We have such a beautiful influx of character here in our country. Various neighborhoods all over boast the most fantastic restaurants and little haunts that are synonymous to a certain, region or people group. We are so blessed with such culture.
In our growing concrete jungles we are beginning to just see more and more chains. Now, don’t get me wrong there are some tasty chains but nothing, nothing at all beats age old tradition and love, especially concerning food.
Specifically today i want to talk about an experience i had in Sacramento last night. Now, granted i have been to sac. I never ave really had local food. Its always the in and out hustle bustle type tour thing. Grab this, stuff that, get on the plane, train, or automobile.
Yesterday however was a different day. I was sitting in lax on a layover and got a text from the promoter of the show i was doing, saying he was picking me up and we were going to get lunch. Normal thing, yes? No? Anyway, he asked me wether i wanted something specicfic, or if i wanted the bomb local mexican place. Thankfully i went for the latter.
We drive up on the “jalisco grill”, stoked. It was this tiny strip mall place wi th photos of the food on the wall. I was so excited to see real sugar soda in the case fridge. In a side note you should know mexican cola is the BEST. no joke there is nothing like it. Instead of our consumeristic corn syrup it has actual cne sugar! If you have never had this i suggest you run to get some.
After we ordered a legit liter each of the delicious rare nectar, i was ordered a “super wet” burrito which was told to me to be the best thing on the menu. I was suuuuuuper skeptical about this. There was legit ceviche, legit menudo and a host of other mexican perfections.
This thing arrived at my table and was the size of one of those tubes you put deposits in at your local bank. I bit into this thing covered in ranchero sauce and cheese and was floored man. Floored. Now there is massive issue in the modern burrito world. Distribution. Yep, and i do not mean the production and marketing and blah whatever. I’m talking about the act of eating a burrito and getting a mouthful of only cheese, or guacamole, or the even worse sour cream. Here at Jalisco it was perfect distroed. I mean to the tenth degree, you get all that junk in your wrap because you want to eat it all the SAME time. Right? It was mexican cuisine heaven.
Whats your local cultural haven? Does it rule? Eat there before you eat the chain. I dare you
Aaron
