Mexico is one of those countries where street food is a mandatory experience. It’s home cooking at its very best, and the only way to truly discover the delights of traditional Mexican food. In other words, Mexican street food is the epitome of comfort food. And when I am not in Mexico, I find myself craving some of these foods - like I am right now!
Although I've shared this story briefly with some friends and travelers, I have never written about it on here (I don't think I have, sure can't find it...). At the time I thought that if I told the story (the whole story) I would be crucified for it. Okay, maybe not crucified, but definitely mildly shamed for it. So I more or less kept it to myself. Now that I've sat down to put a finger to keyboard I realize how ridiculous I was being. In fact, this may be a bigger intro than this story actually needs! Oh well, may as well go for the gusto and spin my tale.