Thank goodness for stretch jeans…

That way I can still be ladylike and not unbutton my jeans when my belly is full of goodness.  Street tacos for a dollah.  Yup, $1.00.  Hello?!  Holla (by the way, had to check out The Urban Dictionary to make sure I spelled that correctly)!  So back to what I was saying, Tacos soooo goood.  You don’t even pay up front.  You tell them you want 2, 3 0r 4 tacos – choose your meat, carnitas, asada, pollo… whatever and come back for another round or 2 and pay when your stretch jeans can no longer stre-e-e-e-tch.

Its located in Escondido on the corner of 9th and Escondido in a tiny market.  Delicious.

For those yelpers, Even Yelp has a few reviews.

Seeing is to believe, so I took some with my little point and shoot.  Sorry about the blur but I was excited…

Seriously, look at all that!  They do not hold back.

I do not mess around when it comes to cheap but good food.

Give credit where credit is due.  Thank you Tricia.  Thank you Shella.  Also, thank you for a wonderful date night.  It was a tear jerker, thanks for the tissue.  So after we smelled like street tacos with onion breath, we watched The Last Song with Miley Cyrus. Don’t laugh, cause we cried pretty hard.