Baja Fish Tacos

By Andrew Hunter

The taco phenomenon rages on in L.A. via stands, carts, trucks and taquerias. Carne asada, al pastor and carnitas are all part of Angeleno culture but when I think of Baja, I think of fish tacos.

Baja-style tacos means fish, shrimp, even lobster and must include a cerveza with lime. It’s not uncommon to see folks in a queue snaking around blocks for a bite of something really special. Hot, crispy fish in grilled corn tortillas topped with cool, crisp slaw, lime crema and spicy pico.

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Sloppy Joe Tacos

By Katie Barreira

A recent unearthing of my great-grandmother’s acclaimed Sloppy Joe recipe got me thinking about the nostalgic loose meat sandwich. I admit, the soupy sando has never been on my list of faves. Perhaps it’s the association to the commercially canned sauce, or maybe it has to do with the way it’s served – on fluffy white buns that begin to disintegrate the moment they come into contact with the saucy filling. The whole mess really puts the slop into Sloppy Joe.

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My L.A.

By Andrew Hunter

Five years ago we packed our bags and moved from San Francisco to L.A. completely unaware of the vast difference between Northern and Southern California. We replaced fog with smog, foghorns with police helicopters, and sourdough bread with taco stands. At first these differences were intolerable, but I must confess I’ve grown quite fond of this sprawling city. It’s now my L.A.

The restaurants in San Francisco tend to be more formal affairs where kids are less welcome. Since we eat out often, but rarely without the boys, the “everyone’s welcome” attitude of the southland better fits our lifestyle. Even at Spago, arguably L.A.’s finest, Wolfgang is glad to see kids of all ages dining at his tables. The boys love the Weiner Schnitzel, but more often crave old school hard-shell tacos.

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