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7-Up vs. Coke Part 2 (6)
Heir to a fortune, Andrew Gladney went from John Burroughs to Yale and came home to found the dot-com darling Savvis Inc. Then he squandered it all. The spectacular flameout of a St. Louis soft-drink scion.
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Will Ian flip for the Original Pancake House? (4)
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Is a Wash. U. dean destroying alumni records and making unjust department cuts? (3)
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Curious Gorge: Ian tests the animal magnetism of Three Monkeys
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Feel a Draught?: Tigín opens an outpost in a Hampton Inn downtown? O'Really!
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Will Ian flip for the Original Pancake House?
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Can Taqueria los Tarascos' tacos make you feel homesick for a place you've never lived? Si!
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Published: July 11, 2007Burritos — meat, lettuce, sour cream and cheese — are on the plump side. I ordered mine with marinated pork, a touch sweet. On another visit I had a torta with chicken in "red sauce." This was roughly the same shade as the fiery red salsa, but the chicken — and, despite its jalapeños, the torta as a whole — had a muted flavor.
I saved tacos al pastor for my last visit. They didn't look different from the tacos al pastor at La Vallesana, except for a couple of thin slices of raw radish atop each. I squeezed lime and spooned red salsa over one, folded it in my palm and took a bite.
Delicious.
But.
There was no explosion of pineapple. I could taste it, faintly, but it was an accent for the pork rather than a foil. And so I disassembled my taco to find that the pork was chopped into relatively small cubes, the pineapple diced. I put the taco back together and finished it in one tasty bite.
Honestly, I didn't care if Chris or anyone else who had witnessed this scene thought less of me. Give me a plate of tacos al pastor, and I'll happily paw through it for degrees of deliciousness, as fat and oblivious as a pigeon.
