Springing forth from the barron wastelands of California’s Mojave Desert are track homes, and strip malls.  A disgusting combination of homogeny, and who the fuck wants to live out here fills the mind.  There is a big ass outlet mall, I suppose that attracts all kinds.

Amid this crap-fest of desolation, lies a beacon of hope, a glimmer of salvation.  Taco Chon has a massive brazen sign reading ‘Restaurant’ that is both tacky, and endearing.  Taco Chon will be winning no beauty awards, but who gives a damn about that.  The inside is simple with a lunch counter, and  old ratty tables and chairs.

I got the Carne Asada, and it was massive, and delicious.  There was nothing to regret, and everything to love.  Coupled with a Negra Modelo all things were grand.    The steak was delicious, and it came with a side of beans and rice with guacamole and sour cream.  Oh god, how I love my guacamole and sour cream.  Pile that crap high on some flour tortillas, and I’ve got something special.  The beans were refried, but much more fresh than you see at normal restaurants.  They were kept whole, as opposed to being ground up into mushy nothingness.

Someone more adventurous ordered the Moiarra Frita which is basically a whole fried fish.  It looked good, but I didn’t know her very well so I figured picking at her plate would be uncivil.

All in all a good place that one should keep in mind if traveling from Los Angles to Las Vegas.  There isn’t much in the way of good eats in-between which makes this place  even better.

Big Rig parking at Taco Chon #1 Stoddard Wells Rd. Victorville, CA.

I am suprised to find that they have a website.

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Standing in line at Vallarta Supermarket I saw whatever the fuck this is.  The 5 lbs. of carne aside prevented me from flipping through it, but honestly, do I want to?

Is this a man or a woman?  Shehim has clearly been inspired by Robin Williams in the 90′s sensation Mrs. Doubtfire.

Magazine aside Vallarta is a magical land of wonder and delight.  It caters to the latinos in us all, and especially to the high concentration of hispanics living in the area.  They have vats of guacamole and nacho cheese the size of a victorian bath tub.  All types of meat, fresh produce, a little eating area, and fresh tortillas make it all so grand.  It is a bustling vibrant establishment, and worth checking out.

Hell Yes!

Often they have some radio station that comes down and makes an ass load of noise.  You will know when this is going on because there is a 30 ft. inflatable tecate can.

Vallarta also has a service that delivers food or picks people up, I’m not quite sure.  All I know is those fucks drive  40 mph through the parking lot, and have nearly taken me out on multiple occasions.

Wrap Up:  Fire up the grill, get some beer, and buy whatever damn dead animal your heart desires.  You won’t regret it.

You can find store locations at http://www.vallartasupermarket.com/

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