



Maria and her boys that worked with her, never posted hours. A combination of a generation of years and road dust had long-since eroded the name off the side-wall. If you had to ask about “Tacos Maria” you weren’t from the neighborhood. Across the street a hazy yellow streetlight hummed from a tilting concrete pole. Definitely not a place you would have found on Google or Trip Advisor which didn’t exist back then anyway almost 30 years ago.īut, this little box of ramshackle plywood with two open sides of counter-space the corrugated roof and string of haphazard white Christmas lights was the place to be.Īs lights would peek out from non-descript cinder-block homes that never knew a building code, Maria and her two sons operated on an otherwise lonely dark street corner. Like all the best taco stands, Maria’s didn’t even get started until it was dark. But it had the best sizzling hot street tacos and salsas. I guess, it’s the Mexican version of the all-night diner. Not much to do there anyway.īack then, most bars didn’t have TV’s to watch and the ones that did had obscure soccer games going non-stop. I’m not a big drinker nor did I have the dinero to hang out in bars at night. I’ve lived in worse conditions so it really wasn’t all that bad. It was usually parked in some quiet lot or sidestreet.īack then, it was home. Truth-be-told, most folks didn’t know I was guiding fishermen all day, but at night, I’d crawl into the back of my old Dodge Caravan. I was pretty much living hand-to-mouth back then. Way back in the day during my first years living down here, I had a favorite hang-out. Originally Published the Week of Jin Western Outdoor Publications Late night taco stands are community hubs in Mexican neighborhoods MARIA’S ALL NIGHT TACO STAND
