My too-hasty mapreading this morning made me the last arrival at El Farolito on 24th and Alabama for Limster's Mission expedition, so I got the reporting duties. We went in, and each ordered something. I had a taco al pastor, which I enjoyed very much. I was never much of a fan of al pastor, since most of the ones I've had were, I thought, too harsh, but this one was very nice. Fatemeh and Derek also had the al pastor, I think, and I gathered they liked it alright. Windy didn't think much of her tostada, I think, and I'm not sure what other people thought. Lambert and his wife Mabel left after we came out of El Farolito, because she wasn't feeling very good, unfortunately.
Next, we went further down 2th to La Palma Mexicatessen, which was a very appealing, entirely Mexican combined market and prepared food counter. Several of us got tamales salvadoreños, and pupusas and tacos were also tried. They seemed to be out of a lot of the things we asked for, including nacatamales (I'm not actually sure what those are, but I thought I'd try one), gorditas con carne, and lengua. We took our food to a mini-park in the next block and ate on benches. I think everyone enjoyed their food. The tamales were especially notable.
When it was time to move on, we stopped by the St. Francis soda fountain, which looked really nice, but windy said it wasn't especially good, aside from its atmosphere. Fatemeh and her S.O. went ahead of us in their motorcycle and awesome sidecar, and we caught up with them at Taqueria Can-Cún, which windy was hyping for its al pastor, which she considers superior to El Farolito's. On the way, we had stopped in Dianda's Italian Bakery, on Mission next to La Taqueria, which windy and Derek remembered being good. They picked up a raspberry twist and a chocolate rum filled pastry of some sort, and took them along to Can-Cun. We all split a tostada de ceviche, and cabeza (beef cheek), al pastor and carne asada tacos, and a glass of an agua fresca I hadn't had before. It had pineapple and something else in it, and was very tasty. I didn't like the al pastor as much, but I thought the carne asada was delicious, and the ceviche was very good, too. The consensus was that the cabeza was alright, but basically a novelty, and not especially notable except for its texture, more chewy than regular beef. I also had an horchata, which had a better texture but worse flavor than the one I'd had at El Farolito, which was too grainy for my taste, but had a nice, cinammony taste.
Eventually, we stood up and waddled over to Mitchell's. Luckily, they had a long line, giving us a chance to digest a bit. I was still full when arlenegirl and I got up to the front of the line, but I did my duty and forced myself to have a cone (sugar cone, of course) of macapuno (young coconut), after reluctantly tasting several flavors before. We felt guilty about making the counter guy give us samples of so many flavors, but they were all tasty, and we were unfamliar with some of the tropical fruits and other exotic flavors (like Mexican chocolate) they had. The ice cream was very good, of course (I was kidding about forcing myself to eat it) and we stood around licking our cones and talking for a while before heading to our various homes, stuffed after about four hours of eating.