I've said it before and I'll say it again: San Francisco does not mess around when it comes to its Mexican food. It is legit. And while the main heroes of the city are the hole-in-the-wall burrito joints (which we frequent and one of these days, I must post on them), every Mexican restaurant we've visited has also been out of this world. And Tacolicious in The Marina District is no exception.
Yes, just down the street from the other eatery, Bonita, that I profiled here, stands Tacolicious. An inventive haunt which serves scrumptious, locally-sourced food that they remind you, is best eaten with your hands (seriously, those words bark at you on the ceiling above the bar: "Fingers not Forks"). With Jay's strong love for Mexican street tacos (him eating one would give Meg Ryan a run for her money in her famous "When Harry Met Sally" scene), we figured we'd give it a go amidst our weekend errands a bit ago.
^They only serve Coronas that are the size of 40s. And because I was a college student many moons ago, that only reminded me that we all used to start weekend nights by taping those to our hands to play a spirited "game" of Edward 40hands. Therefore, I opted for a Pacifico in a respectable serving size (alongside a lemon water).
^Jay went with his IPA and we sipped our orders alongside homemade chips and salsa. Hamada-hamada.
^Jay got the Carnitas Taco while I went with The Marina Girl Salad, described above + shrimp.
^I had a bite of his taco (of course) and it was every bit as flavorful and amazing as it looks above.
^In heaven, please tell me there is grilled shrimp. Please.
So the San Francisco food tour continues and we have yet to find a place that didn't fit in with the city's delectable eating vibe. What a fun quest to embark upon.
TACOLICIOUS - SAN FRANCISCO