Confessions of a food festival masochist: The Crowds, the noise, the heat, the eats…
My relationship with food festivals is an interesting one; mainly because I hate to love them. In the moment, the experience is tiring, a bit stressful, and take the deepest toll on your body and stomach, all while offering you a feeling of fulfillment, excitement, and heavenly delight; that is if you do it correctly. I attend food festivals with that one goal in mind, eat as much as humanly possible within the time allotted. Tacolandia was not exempt from this food festival showdown: Cue v. Food.
I arrive just prior to 3:00p.m., and my date and I breezed through the queue with unprecedented ease for an event with no VIP hour. Upon entry I immediately started eating.
There was a corn-off-the-cob cup with tortilla chips that reminded me of the elote you would get from a street vendor in the neighborhood.
Gracious taco vendors eagerly await the interested public. One, in particular, took my palette on a magical journey, Border Grill. On the cusp of me trying a vegan burger, about a week prior, Border Grill served me a vegetarian taco
that sent my tastebuds into a mystical wonderland. As omnivrious as I am, it is a truely moving experience when there is an all vegetable dish that I like, respect, and would try again.
As I carried on moving from stand to stand I tried many vendors, like: Corazón De Tierra, Las Montendaras, Bull Taco, Don Chente, All Flavor No Grease, and several more; but few stood out more than the Tacos de Pork Belly from Amor y Taco Mexican Kitchen and Cantina. Their taco featured slow-braised pork belly, watermelon and jicama salad, and pumpkin seed mole verde on a fresh flour tortilla. The flavors combine in a tasteful yet light treat. The delicious pork belly captures your senses in every way, the strong bacon taste with the right ratio of meat and fat engages you, the smell is as pleasant as baking bread is on a Sunday morning, the echoing sound of chewing fills your ear canal, and your heart is content. In that instant, you are in a place of blissfulness, and nothing could go wrong in the world.
There is an abundance of Mexican food prepared by Mexican people in South Central Los Angeles; but it would be an African-American prepared quesadilla which astonished me.
All Flavor No Grease is located on 108th Street and Central Ave, and I was introduced to them at Tacolandia, oddly enough, having lived in that area many years. The quesadilla is packed with hearty bites of chicken breast, layered with melted and oozing cheese, and filled with guacamole and chunky tomato bites, it was amazing. After trying it I went back to their booth and fist bumped the chef. It was that fascinating, and well-executed.
It was a scorching pre-summer’s day in Los Angeles, though relief would come from a refreshing shaved-iced drink topped with an available selection fruits, and juice. Mango-strawberry was my choice, and it was exceptional.
Not overly sweet but soothing, plentiful, and gracious; kind enough to make the day beautiful. My legs are aching, my belly is filled, and I am ready to sit, sip my drink, and bask in the happy faces around me.
Tacolandia is a festival worth all the bad things associated with food festivals. The lines are easy to navigate, there are tons of things do, see, and hear whilst indulging in spectacular food. The event gives enough pleasure to overlook the pain. I will certainly attend next year, and you should too.
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