The Taco
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Tucked behind Millpond Village. Get the Quesa Birria. Dip it in the broth. The 4.9 on Google checks.

Chaos in the best way. Kanye, tequila flights, a flaming tomahawk, and the best rib eye taco I've had in a while. Going back for the Rib Eye and the party shots.

Tucked into a Fuquay strip mall with that undercover, might-get-undervalued feel. Order tacos individually and shop around. The Baja fish was the table winner.

I finally got the tripa (cow intestine, basically calamari!). Authentic Mexico City street tacos, packed with meat, shared with a big F3 crew. A great lunch out.

It lived up to its name. It was a toda madre if I'm being honest.

A food truck, beautiful weather, language barriers, and questionable seating. My kind of experience!

Make-your-own street tacos with onion, cilantro, and lime on the side. Good tacos, better company. A great taco night with Joe.

Quiet Sunday night. Clean street tacos done simple. Al pastor wins. Coming back for the lengua.

OG Cary Mexican since the 90s. Big portions, big sauce, sometimes too much of both. Birria broth is my new favorite move.