Tijuana love affairs are not typically the stuff of storybook romance.
Then again, they usually don’t involve tacos.
Once upon a time there was Kokopelli, an enchanted food truck driving around the streets of Tijuana grilling octopi and swordfish that—poof—magically transformed into a Wicker Park taqueria that opens tomorrow. (Check out the menu and the slideshow.)
You two are predicted to live happily ever after.
Fine. We’ve taken a liberty or two with the narrative. But yes, Kokopelli’s first north-of-the-border brick-and-mortar is about to exist.
So go. Sit at a rustic wood table set with a rainbow of colored plates. Listen to some Mexican reggae that conspires to create an atmosphere of “I don’t know where the hell I’m supposed to be, but I like it.”
Soon enough, spicy margaritas and minty mezcal cocktails that call themselves Smoky Gueys will show up. You’ll slowly transition into a Mexican-beach state of mind. And then you’ll commence taco-ing.
They come three to an order and are made for sharing. The Pibil with roasted swordfish, the Kraken with grilled octopus and the Rasta with chimichurri-marinated shrimp are a good start. Then again, so is pork rind guacamole. You might not share that.
Your beneficence is spotty regarding matters of guacamole.
Then again, they usually don’t involve tacos.
Once upon a time there was Kokopelli, an enchanted food truck driving around the streets of Tijuana grilling octopi and swordfish that—poof—magically transformed into a Wicker Park taqueria that opens tomorrow. (Check out the menu and the slideshow.)
You two are predicted to live happily ever after.
Fine. We’ve taken a liberty or two with the narrative. But yes, Kokopelli’s first north-of-the-border brick-and-mortar is about to exist.
So go. Sit at a rustic wood table set with a rainbow of colored plates. Listen to some Mexican reggae that conspires to create an atmosphere of “I don’t know where the hell I’m supposed to be, but I like it.”
Soon enough, spicy margaritas and minty mezcal cocktails that call themselves Smoky Gueys will show up. You’ll slowly transition into a Mexican-beach state of mind. And then you’ll commence taco-ing.
They come three to an order and are made for sharing. The Pibil with roasted swordfish, the Kraken with grilled octopus and the Rasta with chimichurri-marinated shrimp are a good start. Then again, so is pork rind guacamole. You might not share that.
Your beneficence is spotty regarding matters of guacamole.
