Thank you all for you marvelous recs (I have enjoyed a few of those places--Ramen-ya, Hurry Curry, Versailles-- and I've got several new items on my must-try list).
Unfortunately, in reference to the other night, one of my dining companions has been aching to try Holy Guacamole.
Well, the beans were tasty.
Most of the other stuff was bland, except the over-seasoned 'Spanish' rice, which was so aggressive that I could not taste anything else in the burrito. El pastor is one of my favorite things in the world done right (the al pastor mulitas at La Taquiza by USC, for example). Sure, the thing weighed three pounds, but size isn't everything.
And for a place called Holy Guacamole, you'd think these guys would have enough sense not to douse perfectly good avocados in what tasted like bottled lime juice, then whip them into a gooey/slimy puree.
The tacos were decent--just beans, veggies, onion and cilantro. The place is cute, I like the mural on the wall (God handing Adam a taco a la Sistine chapel). I had my first ever guava soda (I'm usually a jamaica gal).