Last Night’s Dinner #4

Eating tortas reminds me of being back home in Wapato. I used to work in Yakima, and my co-worker and I would go to this taco truck every week, or least until one day they had a can of Raid sitting on the window counter; they weren’t even trying to hide it, and so we left and started our weekly taco fill at the taco truck down the block. Food trucks are so under rated, and there seems to be a fear surrounding them; but when they’re good, they’re good.

A slice of Tres Leches Cake and a tall glass filled with some Doubly Chocolate Chip Frappuccino made the night complete.