Three Tacos, One Messy Love Affair

I thought I could handle a street taco trifecta—carne asada, carnitas, and al pastor—like a seasoned pro. Instead, I became a walking salsa disaster. The first bite of al pastor was pure bliss: smoky pork, pineapple’s tang, cilantro’s punch. But then the carnitas taco betrayed me—juices running down my wrist, tortilla splitting like my dignity. Carne asada? I barely tasted it over the panic of napkin triage. By the end, my shirt wore more salsa than I did. Still, licking my fingers, I knew I’d do it all again—mess and all. Some flavors are worth the chaos. #KitchenFails #FoodieConfessions #StreetTacoLove #Food #Foodie