He’s back!
My new restaurant blog is back with a vengeance and your boy ain’t playin around this time.
I’m heading down to Fairfax County, Virginia to start my new series. In the coming weeks I will be exploring what Springfield has to offer. If you’re the type of person who’d rather stay in the city and smell hot garbage all day, this article is not for you. Move along! But for those few who don’t mind taking a little roadtrip on a nice day, check out Taco Bamba.
Taco Bamba is located in the Backlick Center shopping center off Backlick Road. The stripmall is fairly small and can get a little congested, but hey, parking is free. The first thing you’ll notice when you pull in is the long line of donkeys trying to get the same ol dry, uninspiring chicken from Chick-fil-A. Aren’t you tired of eating there by now, really? The decor is a little nubby and there’s not much seating, but it’s kinda of a dive, so lower your expectations, fancy pants! Yes, I am that old. Anyway, you can either order from the counter or straight from their teeny tiny little bar. It’s small but you may luck out and Nicole will be your bartender. She’ll hook ya up with some tasty dranks and loads of personality. You’ll have a blast!
Now to the really good bits, the food. The menu and choices for food is right up there with Taco Bell, but people please don’t waste your time and ruin your gut. You’re a grown ass adult, why are you still going to Taco Bell!!? This place is SOO much better. And they have Street Corn! Real authentic street corn, not cinnamon twist. What is that anyway?
First, I ordered the EL GRINGO! A savory, saucy, taco loaded with spicy ground beef, bacon, and lettuce topped with ranch dressing, pico de gallo, all held together inside a soft tasty tortilla, warm like the love of yo grandma’s hug. Gonna have to give this one 4.5 out 5 eye rolls.
Second, was the CHICHARRON taco. Portions of pork, spiced with onions, cilantro, smothered in a mystery sauce that was okay. The mix of flavors didn’t really pop for me, but everyone’s taste buds are different. I’ll give it 3 out 5 eye rolls.
And then by the time I threw down two tacos and a couple Modelo Negos, your boy was feeling mighty loaded. Again, I’m getting old, I can’t throw down like I used to. But Nicole talked me into the Street Corn, so I had to remove the belt, take off the coat, and unbutton the shirt. Oh, it was on!! People, there’s corn on the cob, with butter, salt, and some fried chicken. Then there’s Street Corn. It’s two different thangs, y’all. It just is, sorry Grandma. When you bite into the corn, the first taste is that red chile mixed with the mayo and the perfectly cooked corn. The flavors that just pop in your mouth are hard to type into words, so you’ll just have to try it. PLEASE!! I’m giving it 5 out of a happy 5 eye rolls.
There’s just so much stuff I didn’t get a chance to indulge in and I will be going back, fo sho. And okay, fine. I understand there may be one located within a few miles of your house, but from what I understand, not all of their restaurants have the same menu.
So, get up, grab your masks (optional), fill the tank up with some overpriced gas, and come on down and explore this quiet little area where I was born.
Remember, don’t forget to tip your waiters and waitresses.
Holla back!