A Taco For The Fritos Fan

Trailer Park Truck Los Angeles Dec. '12
www.trailerparktruck.com

I don't do Doritos, but Fritos make me swoon.

On their own, the corn chips are finger-licking, salty good, but did you know they make an awesome topping for homemade chili?  Turn that chili upside down (so top the Fritos with meat) and, voila, Frito Pie. Pop it all in a bag, like at the Southern grubbin' Trailer Park Truck, and you have a genius concoction: the walking taco.

Blue Ribbon Frito Pie

The aforementioned Fritos are smothered with 100% Angus ground beef and an oozy homemade cheese sauce, so good it reinforces why we all should avoid Velveeta.  Applewood bacon crumbles, a Thousand-Island-esque secret sauce and those fried onion strings that turn the canned soup classic, Green Bean Casserole, from yuck to yum.  Unlike Miller Lite, this tastes great..and is VERY filling!

Shotgun Shells ''n Cheese 

Moisture is the key to a successful Mac 'n Cheese. Here, three cheeses ensure that gooey goodness permeates each bite. Garnished with buttery breadcrumbs and optional bacon crumbles--a manly amount that will make any pork lover squeal.   

Stick-to-your-ribs food like this should probably not be consumed daily. But the next time I need my Fritos fix--or am experiencing post-drinking hunger pains--I'm heading to the Trailer Park.  

My Zone Diet

Taco Zone Echo Park
Vons parking lot on Alvarado/Morton
open 8pm to 2am(ish) most nights

In my suburban CT childhood, there were two types of tacos.  1. Salty, spice-packet-seasoned beef in a hard shell from Old El Paso. 2. Gringo-style, cheesy bombs from Tacos Or What, a local joint frequented by  high-schoolers and hungry stoners.  Neither were remotely authentic, but they were good, cheap fuel for my enormous, adolescent appetite.   

When I moved to Los Angeles -- aka Little Mexico -- I finally tasted tacos in their natural habitat.  Like pizza in NYC, tacos can be found everywhere, whether at car washes, local tiendas, on street corners, or at the ubiquitous taco trucks.  Just as Angelenos each have their preferred route to LAX, everyone has their own personal, favorite truck, which they emphatically believe to be the BEST.  Like on Yelp, disparity abounds; a revered truck for one can be revolting to another.

My go-to lanchera is the Taco Zone, conveniently located in walking distance from my Echo Park home.  The "Zone" (as us fans like to call it) is run by smiling ladies who are as friendly as they are tough; they survived a fire-bomb attack by competitors and, one night, they threw tongs at a man who tried to steal their tip jar.  They also let me order in my feeble Spanish without a whiff of mockery.  

Taco Zone is frequented by an eclectic bunch: Eastsiders, Dodger fans with post-game munchies, hipsters from surrounding bars, and Mexicans craving food from their homeland. One night, a Jalisco man tells me that the Zone is the only place he'll order tripe in the States, an affirmation of their authenticity.  On line, we are all equal. We are all seeking the same holy grail: tacos.

Al Pastor Tacos

All of my visits to the Zone have included their irresistible al pastor, L.A.'s finest chili-spiced, barbecued pork.  I also adore the succulent  suadero (brisket) and the tender cabeza (cheek) too.   While the meat is top-notch and tasty, their accoutrements are equally amazing.  Super-spicy habanero salsa, fresh cucumber and cabbage, chopped onions and cilantro, and an avocado, tomatillo, jalapeno sauce that is so delectable I've contemplated chugging it on its own. 

Cabeza Mulita 

Open-faced Mulita

Burritos and quesadillas are also available, but I recommend the off-the-menu mulitas, a meat & melted cheese topped corn tortilla that can be munched open-faced or sandwich-style.  

I'm normally not a fan of food trucks, both because of the long lines and my penchant to leisurely linger over a meal, but for fast-food, late-night bites, or post-dance class eats, the Taco Zone is where it's at.  Some of the other neighborhood trucks have flashy, LED signs and even tables for al fresco dining, but Taco Zone doesn't need those bells and whistles.  In the parking lot perched atop my Honda's hood, this is L.A.-style dinner theater: cheap and delicious.