that time i fell in love...

...with a taco. To be fair, I think I actually fell in the love with the queso. But now I'm getting ahead of myself. After impatiently waiting and eating stupid healthy in order to justify this meal, I finally went to Tacolicious. I ordered a mere four tacos (two fried cod, one butternut squash and one short rib), when really I probably only needed two. But I just couldn't care. They were just plain and simple delicious tacos (ha! I think that's where they got the name) and not overdone at all. 

The queso, described on the menu as, "sustainable? no. local? nope. delicious? yep." pretty much blew my mind. Growing up in Texas, I became quite fond of this semi-fake spicy cheese dip and since moving to California, a bit of a healthier state, queso has made very few appearances in my life. But anyways, it really was perfect in every way: the consistency, the chunks of vegetables and peppers in it, the right amount of spice... plus I discovered that dipping the tacos into the queso was a complete game-changer and a totally brilliant idea. 

cool ceiling 

THE queso.

feastly tacos

{Tacolicious: 741 Valencia Street, San Francisco}