But Can You Get Tacos? Mexican Food at Papi’s in Paso Robles.

9 Mar
2012
Posted in: California, Food
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Fine, fine — the wine is great. The weather is wonderful. It’s close to the ocean, mountains, and San Luis Obispo. Paso Robles is perfect in every way. Whatever, Lisa. Let’s get this straight — the only criteria that matters is the one wrapped in a tortilla. If this place doesn’t have decent Mexican food, I’m leaving. Don’t you remember looking for tacos in Vermont?

How about this place, Papi’s? It’s got a good, ridiculous name, just like Mr. Taco in San Diego. That’s probably a good sign, I’ll give you that. I’m going to get the tacos — carnitas, carne asada, chicken. Next time I’ll get the lengua. Let’s get the chips and salsa too. I like the counter service and salsa bar. So far, so good.

Ok, surly chef, that’s a good sign too. But surly and efficient not surly and slow like at Sebastian’s Store in San Simeon. Our food is ready already.

Wait, what’s this? My tacos are topped with … nothing. Nothing at all! This is amazing — no pile of iceberg, no shredded cheese substitute. This is perfect — just add-your-own chopped onion and cilantro from the salsa bar. I’m going to go with the spicy green salsa too.

Oh … my … I’m in love too. Let’s move here! Screw the rest of the trip, let’s just live here and drink wine and eat these tacos. I don’t want to ever leave.

What, jobs? Nooooooo! I don’t want one of those. Can’t we just live here, you know, for free? Maybe they could take us on as the town’s honorary food bloggers or something. We could talk to Papi and see if he’s got room for us to sleep in the back. Please?

Tacos in Paso Robles. This place has everything.

Tacos in Paso Robles. This place has everything.

  • Your new site slogan: “Paso Robles – let’s just live here and drink wine and eat these tacos”

  • Gary C

    before you settle down there be sure there is a spot to watch the Packers games and if not move on to the next location

    • That’s a good point. I don’t want to have to commute all the way to my favorite Packer’s bar in Phoenix every weekend.