29 7 / 2013
I’m fascinated with the idea that the best Mexican food is going to come from the most unassuming places. For example, the best tacos al pastor I’ve ever had came from a taqueria in the back of a Mexican grocery store I never would’ve noticed had the Internet not told me about it. So, now I assume that the worse a Mexican restaurant’s logo is, the better the food is going to be. As in, the owners don’t obsess about color choices or fonts; they’re too busy making great food.
So now whenever I’m walking around town and I see a modest-looking Mexican restaurant, and the sign’s got, like, a drawing of a dude in a sombrero chasing after a burrito like it’s a pretty lady in a Looney Tunes short - with his eyes bugging out and little speed lines behind him - and his feet are big and blocky, and his mustache is all crooked, I’ll think things like, “Wow, that guy’s drawn super fucked up. These tacos must be incredible.”