Portable Taquerias were all over the Southwest yet I’d never stopped. Some were more elaborate than others with bright colored lanterns strung around an outdoor dining area. Others simply a small trailer. During the lunch time hours and into the evenings folks could often be seen sitting outside enjoying their meal or simply congregating with their friends.
An early departure from our current RV Park meant I really didn’t want to cook or mess up the kitchen area and we were in a town that had few if any places to dine out. Yes, there are towns without McDonald’s! The closest place to eat was easily a 45 minute drive.
Returning to our site from refueling I noticed one of the little trailers parked sideways in a gravel parking lot next to the local grocery. It was a small, perhaps 15 foot seventies era trailer. The bottom half was painted bright orange while the top a bright yellow. A long picnic table under a tarp was placed crosswise in front of the trailer.
I turned around and pulled into the lot. The Latino I expected to come to the order window wasn’t Latino at all. He was of Indian heritage and greeted me warmly. The menu consisted of only a few items…Tacos, Burritos and Enchiladas. Soft drinks were available as well. I ordered four chicken Tacos ($5) and sat at the table to wait for my dinner. Flies were awful however it wasn’t because of the Taqueria…they were bad everywhere around here this time of year so I had been told.
A young lady pulled up in a rusty old Ford Bronco announcing, “I’m back” to the owner/chef. She placed her order and waited with her friends in their car.
I could hear the chicken cooking and was glad to see the owner washing his hands often inside the small trailer. Minutes passed. Finally the order window slid open and the proprietor handed me a paper plate loosely covered with aluminum foil. It was extremely hot and a wonderful aroma wafted into the late afternoon air.
Back in the RV, I fixed a cold drink and grabbed my trusty bottle of Texas Pete’s Hot Sauce. Charlie (my dog) watched patiently hoping he would be the recipient of a morsel or two. At the table I removed the foil expecting to see Taco Bell type hard shell tacos but was greeted with four small soft tacos smothered with diced chicken, guacamole, onions and served with two lime quarters. Attempting to keep as much of the filling in the soft taco, I took a big bite and was awarded with a mouthful of flavor I’d not expected but totally enjoyed. Before I’d finished two of them, I considered returning for more.
Taquerias can be found all over the Southwest and apparently are cropping up all over the United States as this one in Idaho. They may not offer the same menu or the same recipes however it could certainly be worth a stop for the experience and hopefully a delectable plate like I enjoyed tonight!