lucha libre tacos

Matt and I spent a few days in San Diego, which as you all know means Whale's Vagina. We went to Coronado, went to the zoo, and of course I obsessed over where we would eat every meal. On the way out it was lunchtime and the choice was between Cafe Chloe, a french bistro, and Lucha Libre Taco Shop. I looked at my wonderful husband and made the decision with him in mind. Lucha Libre it is.

If only every taco shop had a disco ball.

The decor was something extraordinary and the food was pretty dang good. 

Matt ate a burrito he had to use both of his man hands to hold. It was GIANT. I had rolled tacos with potato. Do you know how much I have longed for rolled tacos that were vegetarian? God bless these taco guys.

This is the child's high chair.

I went to the bathroom mainly cause I wanted to see if even the bathroom would not disappoint. Also because I had about a cup and a half of that Orange Bang drink but mainly for the decor.

And then the trash can outside:

Stay classy San Diego.