Stuffed with sea food

i'm currently stuffed with sea food. But who cares about my $10 excursion to the seafood side of San Diego. A smoky marlin taco, a shrimp taco and a cup of seafood broth. All delicious. All beside the point.

The woman running the front of the empty restaurant is in her mid 20s. Her mother made her dresses for her until she was 21.

The only other customer in the place is a man looking to get a date with this bilingual (spanish/english) woman who plans to lighten her hair again soon. Her weeks alternate between 3 and 4 12 hour shifts. This really saves on diesel for her truck, which she buys in Mexico for $2.10/gallon. "You can't beat it these days," she tells her suitor.

There is no mexican food on the menu, just sea food...which surprises a gringo out-of-my-neighborhood tourist like me. Since the restaurant is in a historically latino neighborhood and since the hipster weekly newspaper listed it in the mexican food section, this gringo assumes they have mexican food.

The don't have mexican food. Well, they do...but only when one of the two cooks is working. She makes some kick ass huevos rancheros, I hear. The kids menu is also full of mexican comfort food. I guess a quesadilla con carne is sorta like an order of chicken fingers. Kids dig em. And drunk people crave 'em.