Carnitas. I love carnitas. Yesterday, after a week of craving non-white people food, from katsu don on Monday to curry goat on Friday,
I finally got to satisfy my craving. (Don't get all uppity, White People, I crave your food, too. That's why Sachini and I sought out pierogies for brunch yesterday, only to be greatly disappointed.) I got the tacos to go and was pleasantly surprised to discover sides and sauces neatly packaged in little containers so my carnitas would not get soggy. I didn't understand how a city could be both less white and less ethnically diverse than the Bean Town until I got to B'more. But last night, I had these tacos to fill the Flour/Penang/Flames II/Bon Chon/Pho 88 shaped hole in my heart.
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