Burrito trucks in the Silicon Valley. The proper one’s, where the Mexican low wage workers go. I was on quite good terms with the Mexican custodian of the facility I worked at (in the heart of the valley), and he pointed me to some of the really good ones. Usually, the best bet is to find a construction zone, there’ll be a few trucks out, depending on the size. The trucks are plain white (no ads or decals or anything), no billboards etc. And they have one thing usually (with a tiny bit of variety). Burritos (choose between three meats, get patatas or not), Tamales (literally just the one kind), etc. And they were all buck cheap. IIRC the burritos were 5 bucks (that was 2010/11?), and it was an unspoken rule that you paid in exact change.
The one burrito truck had a short stint on my workplace’s campus, together with a Mongolian buffet truck (you went in the front, got stuff from the buffet, went out the back, weighed it, done) of similar shadiness, and they were a huge hit. The workplace soon however decided that those were not good enough (some regulations whatever), and over night they banned them but got in the colorfully painted ones with the punny names (“BBQeue - you get it? Because you stand in line for so long?”). Now you’d pay 15 bucks for half a sandwich and a cup of soup.
Burrito trucks in the Silicon Valley. The proper one’s, where the Mexican low wage workers go. I was on quite good terms with the Mexican custodian of the facility I worked at (in the heart of the valley), and he pointed me to some of the really good ones. Usually, the best bet is to find a construction zone, there’ll be a few trucks out, depending on the size. The trucks are plain white (no ads or decals or anything), no billboards etc. And they have one thing usually (with a tiny bit of variety). Burritos (choose between three meats, get patatas or not), Tamales (literally just the one kind), etc. And they were all buck cheap. IIRC the burritos were 5 bucks (that was 2010/11?), and it was an unspoken rule that you paid in exact change.
The one burrito truck had a short stint on my workplace’s campus, together with a Mongolian buffet truck (you went in the front, got stuff from the buffet, went out the back, weighed it, done) of similar shadiness, and they were a huge hit. The workplace soon however decided that those were not good enough (some regulations whatever), and over night they banned them but got in the colorfully painted ones with the punny names (“BBQeue - you get it? Because you stand in line for so long?”). Now you’d pay 15 bucks for half a sandwich and a cup of soup.
Hail corporate…