In this day of mobile Google maps, wristwatches that use GPS technology to track your jog, and other electronic means of finding where you’re supposed to go, I was pleasantly surprised by a friend’s wonderfully low tech and spot on description of where to find fabulous ceviche in L.A.
“Go south on Soto, take a left at Olympic, and then look for three taco trucks. The first truck has the best ceviche.”
Her suggestion sounded a little like “Follow the star and you’ll find a baby.” It was entirely inadequate and so I unloaded a barrage of questions. ”The first truck? Does it have a name? What if they’re not in order? Can you at least identify a color?”
The response, “Just look for the one with all the people.”
Despite my qualms about ever finding the truck from such a sketchy description, and as I verged on cursing her for a lack of specificity, three taco trucks appeared from among a row of parked cars.
The first truck had no distinctive markings. However, as I peered around its side, I saw hundreds of people waiting for a chance to order. The other two trucks stood there, notably devoid of crowds. Not even spillover crowd patronized them.
Of course, I saw the crowd and thought “no way am I waiting in that line for ceviche” as I cruised on by. The ceviche taste test would have to wait until another day, but I left comforted by the knowledge that there are certain things Big Brother still can’t find.
Rebelde,
I will post a review . . . someday.
Diego,
They’re not right on the corner. They’re closer to Wyvernwood just up the street.
Are these loncheras right at the corner of Olympic and Soto? I think I’ve eaten there before.
well, i look forward to your review whenever you decide to wait in the line!