Taco Bron, Tucson
Somebody please tell me: what the f&%@# is a "bron"?
I hate to come off as shallow and uninformed but honestly, this is one of the reasons we had yet to investigate this unassuming Mexican eatery. Well- the bron thing and the part where it it now inhabits a Pollo Something former fast fowlfood building on the corner of 1st and Ft. Lowell, not exactly the most charming of Tucson locales. I'm sorry, I was wrong.
Inside is cute and unassuming, a cute little mural, complete with questionably correct ethnic stereotypes, dormplantcuttings rooted in water on the tabletops and a cute little bar, including more sleeping mustache-sombrero men carved on it's panels. Service was attentive and efficient, we ordered guacamole and beverages and then the love began...
My margarita was served in a mason jar, tasty, plentiful, full of tequila and light just as I like 'em. Mason jars are our glassware of choice at home and set the mood perfectly for the rest of the meal, which in turn set the mood perfectly for a decadent afternoon nap, which I must point out was a nap of choice, rather than the usual overstuffed Mexican foodcoma I usually fall into.
Chips- more than we could handle- and guacamole, came
with crisp pico and warm refried beans. The guac was chunky, uncomplicated and served on a layer of shredded lettuce for a pleasing mouth mix of crunchy, crispy and avacadoey. You would think it would be hard to simultaneously scarf down guacamole goodness and grin ear to ear while swigging bigass margarita but apparently I am developing some multitasking abilities.
Lunch for me, fabulously fresh (surprising in a land locked state) "numero cinco" was a reasonably portioned combination of fish taco, shrimp taco and shrimp caramelo with rice and beans. I always appreciate chunky lime wedges and it, with more of the spicy pico is the prefect accompaniment for the light, flavorful, butter-n- cilantro sauteed seafood.
Dustbin enjoyed "numero dos" combo of 2 fish tacos and a carne asada vampiro (originally he was all about the veggie chorizo but alas, they were out of this offering) and he actually ate the rice and beans that over-appetizer-indulgence left me without the wherewith all to attempt.
Everything was ridiculously reasonably priced, my beverage topping the price list at $9 and well worth it. I didn't have one bite that I did not enjoy tremendously and as I drifted off to sleep a scant half hour later, my tummy cheerfully rather than uncomfortably full I smiled at the thought that I live in a world full of wonder and delight and still wonder what the funk a "bron" is anyway.
Check out their menu online!
I hate to come off as shallow and uninformed but honestly, this is one of the reasons we had yet to investigate this unassuming Mexican eatery. Well- the bron thing and the part where it it now inhabits a Pollo Something former fast fowlfood building on the corner of 1st and Ft. Lowell, not exactly the most charming of Tucson locales. I'm sorry, I was wrong.
Inside is cute and unassuming, a cute little mural, complete with questionably correct ethnic stereotypes, dormplantcuttings rooted in water on the tabletops and a cute little bar, including more sleeping mustache-sombrero men carved on it's panels. Service was attentive and efficient, we ordered guacamole and beverages and then the love began...
My margarita was served in a mason jar, tasty, plentiful, full of tequila and light just as I like 'em. Mason jars are our glassware of choice at home and set the mood perfectly for the rest of the meal, which in turn set the mood perfectly for a decadent afternoon nap, which I must point out was a nap of choice, rather than the usual overstuffed Mexican foodcoma I usually fall into.
Chips- more than we could handle- and guacamole, came
with crisp pico and warm refried beans. The guac was chunky, uncomplicated and served on a layer of shredded lettuce for a pleasing mouth mix of crunchy, crispy and avacadoey. You would think it would be hard to simultaneously scarf down guacamole goodness and grin ear to ear while swigging bigass margarita but apparently I am developing some multitasking abilities.
Lunch for me, fabulously fresh (surprising in a land locked state) "numero cinco" was a reasonably portioned combination of fish taco, shrimp taco and shrimp caramelo with rice and beans. I always appreciate chunky lime wedges and it, with more of the spicy pico is the prefect accompaniment for the light, flavorful, butter-n- cilantro sauteed seafood.
Dustbin enjoyed "numero dos" combo of 2 fish tacos and a carne asada vampiro (originally he was all about the veggie chorizo but alas, they were out of this offering) and he actually ate the rice and beans that over-appetizer-indulgence left me without the wherewith all to attempt.
Everything was ridiculously reasonably priced, my beverage topping the price list at $9 and well worth it. I didn't have one bite that I did not enjoy tremendously and as I drifted off to sleep a scant half hour later, my tummy cheerfully rather than uncomfortably full I smiled at the thought that I live in a world full of wonder and delight and still wonder what the funk a "bron" is anyway.
Check out their menu online!
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