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A gaze at the menu...
At first glance, Taco Wagon may give you the unsettling feeling that you’re going to end up paying homage to the "porcelain god" by the end of the night. The menu, hung outside the ordering window, was covered in what appeared to be taco juice when we arrived. But my concern quickly floated away like the Olsen twins on a windy day when the window of the Taco Wagon opened, and the most delicious aroma surrounded me.
I was prepared to order anything and pay any price just to make sure that whatever smelled so gosh darn amazing made it’s way into my mouth.
