I'm backed up on this blog about six taco joints deep. Living this life unemployed, I've had ample time to do things at a slower pace, so I apologize for the lack of new taco goodness that is usually found here on this webpage.
Anyways, I spent about 10 days in the Seattle area, shlepping around because I've become good at it, and literally stumbled upon two taco trucks, separated about 100 miles apart. Both times I found these trucks I was hungry and already looking for food, so to find a taco truck, in Washington of all places, was definitely a blessing.
Unsure of where to begin, I'm going to start with the first truck, Flair Taco in Fremont, a neighborhood north of Seattle, across the river.
FLAIR TACO
First thing I noticed as I walked up to the truck was news paper clippings taped to the front raving about this place. I'm not really into braggarts, so I wanted to let the tacos speak for themselves. I was coming in a skeptic...even though I was excited and really hoping that this truck was at least remotely like the tacos I'm used to in LA.
I don't even pay attention to menus anymore, being a taco lover and reporter, I've hardly the need to deviate from my calling. But I do recall seeing something totally unique, a meal called the "Passport Special," where the only way you can order this meal is if you have a valid passport. Fuckin loco mayne! I was curious about this and asked taquero. He proceeded to explain to me like some fuckin rookie to mexican food, something he described as a "taco with cheese and guac, kinda like a quesadilla."
Come on man, I was like, "Dude, that's a mulita!"
"Yeah! Exactly! I didn't think you'd know!"
"Pffft, I live in LA homes. East Los...what's up?!"
Of course, I don't live in East Los Angeles, but whatever..I was hoping he'd cook my food with special care.
Maybe he did, maybe he didn't, but what I got was something reminiscent of what I'm accustomed to: two warm, small taco truck tortillas, onions, cilantro and a salsa roja that was spicy and smelly...in that good mexican grub way. But a huge factor to a good taco is the filling.
I ordered one asada and one pastor, and all I can say is this truck did not blow me away. No "mind blowing experience," or "tacophoric splendor." The asada was alright, but I have an odd feeling that it was recooked, not that I care about such things, but if you're going to recook, at least heat my meat up proper style...serve it hot! As for the pastor, it was the saucey type, you know, the type when if you don't cook it long enough, the marinade will not fully dry onto the pork. Sometime it works out...this time it didn't.
I will add though, that this place did quell my taco fix. My only problem is it didn't leave me with a sense of "wow" like the newspaper clippings implied. Eh, for Fremont, WA, a neighbordhood in northern Seattle, I guess I could have done a lot worse.
Tacos ~ 1.25
Passport Meal ~ 9.50
Flair Taco ~ 315 N. 36th St. Seattle, WA 98127