Main St Market

It’s a mini-​mart. It contains mini-​mart things. It’s convenient for folks who live, work, or are passing by this part of downtown, and it’s super convenient for when you are on foot and need some cash but don’t feel like shlepping to one of the banks (waiting for the light to change at a four-​way stop is a drag). And by this, I mean: they have an ATM.

Sorry buddy but u don’t own the street. Calling cops on folks who park in front of the store… not cool.

My co-​worker and I have had a tradition now that after we go for taqueria food, we hit up a nearby market and get ourselves paletas for dessert. Unfortunately, there were no Mexican convenience stores nearby so we hit up the closest thing, this hole in the wall convenience store next to a divey hotel. Everyone in there seemed to know the owner so there’s definitely a cast of regulars. As I head over to the small freezer cabinet I notice that it’s right next to the porn. Interesting placement.
As I dig around I almost settle on a Klondike Ice Cream Sandwich but I notice that there’s another item made by the same manufacturer. The Choco Taco. How fitting after I ate a lunch full of tacos. For $ 1.50 I get a taco made of waffle cone with a filling of vanilla ice cream topped with some sort of chocolate fudge sauce. As I look at the FDA label I realize I’m going to get heart failure if I eat any more than one of these. 55% of my saturated fat packed into 290 calories. Holy cow. I thought the cream based paletas were bad for me. This sure takes cake.
So even though this place is a total dive, it gets stars for having weird ass ultra fattening ice cream treats.