so i said chris lets go to the taco fest in east LA!

he said si so ali go tix and we tapped up our tap cards and took the red line to the gold line

and arrived at the 4th annual taco fest!

this was the beer garden.

yep.

after a few beers things started looking better but we werent there for beer

it coulda been a mirage but magically a tequila tasting appeared in the beer tent

but we werent there for tequila

we were at the Taco Fest for TACOS!

unfortunately so were thousands of people and only 8 taco tents.

so the lines were loco.

at the temps were super hot.

and the lines barely moved because apparently it takes forever to put meat on a taco

there were no lines to buy ice cream from the ringy dingy man

or talk to the wireless spokesmodel with tube socks

but we’ve been around the block a few times and weirdly ALL of LA has tacos.

so we split and drank some japanese white oak whiskey

and thought about how weird it was that the only place you couldnt have a beer while you ate tacos

WAS AT THE LA TACO FESTIVAL

so we went downtown to a place where you could play pinball and drink beer

a little place called 82 which is always packed at night, but in the day its air conditioned and lovely

your dad is even there and hes great at pinball

great call, Ali, thank you for taking us there

so after the beers and shots and more beers Ali wanted to show us something she learned in Venice

and we loved it.