Taqueria Davis

 

Most Friday evenings, I barely peddle into the driveway before collapsing on the couch. I’ll spend almost the entire night there, only shuffling into the kitchen to microwave a frozen meal or plodding into the bathroom to brush my teeth before bed. On the rare occasion that I summon up enough energy to drive someplace for dinner, we often go to Taqueria Davis.

 

Although I usually order the same soft tacos during every trip, I felt obligated to pick something new for my “official” visit to restaurant #25. After a minute or two of scanning the menu board and a little advice from the owner, I decided on a new dish and picked up some chips and salsa while waiting.  

Dos Coyotes Border Cafe

 

After a long day of work, my feet complained that they hurt too much to stand in the kitchen to cook dinner, so I called up a friend and trekked out to restaurant #5, Dos Coyotes. A friendly cashier greeted us, quickly punched in our order, and handed us a number. After a brief stop at the self-serve salsa bar, we sat down in the practically empty dining room.