The Al Pastor was very good and the Carne Asada wasn’t too shabby. After weeks of bad Mexican I was relieved to finally be in the hands of someone who had a clue what they were doing. And my apologies for naming your taco stand after a gifted but very aggravating loudmouth. He’s a coward that does more harm than good to his sport. But you set up under his billboard and it was hard to come up with an unrelated name.