Hubbard has been riding his bike a lot recently. You see much more on a bike than when you’re driving a car. He brought up the fact that there are just tons of taquerias all around us and that we should try a few. I mean, Fuel City is great. But, it’s kind of a haul for us. We decided on a couple of places that are within a bike ride of our house; Mr. Piquin and Mi Pueblito. I prefer to drive, of course.
We walked up to the counter to order our breakfast tacos at Mi Pueblito because we wanted to eat them at home. There are few things as great as rolling out of bed when you have house-guests and going to get a couple of big trays of breakfast. We ordered two tacos with chorizo, egg and potatoes and two with just chorizo and egg. I’ve decided it’s impossible to take a good picture of egg tacos, but here it is anyway.

The hunks of potato were kind of hefty and basically tasteless. Hubbard said the three ingredient tacos “just had too much stuff”. The tacos with just chorizo were better. Surprisingly not greasy. The hot sauce was passable, though pretty watery and there could have been more of it. Overall, good tacos. As Hubbard said, I’d go back. And if they were the only taco joint around, I’d be glad to have them. Mi Pueblito is located on Gus Thomason in the Casa View Shopping Center.
Mr. Piquin recently opened in a remodeled sandwhich shop. I didn’t go in with Hubbard to pick up the tacos, but he said it was pleasant inside. We tried to order ahead. Evidently, the girl at the counter didn’t really know English, though she faked it pretty well. When Hubbard went in to pick up our order she had not turned anything in to the kitchen and seemed oblivious to the fact that Hubbard had orded ahead. He ordered again, in person. When she stumbled on the request for egg, not recognizing the word, Hubbard realized that he needed to order in Spanish. Things started working out better. We did get five tacos instead of four, but that’s OK.

When Hubbard got home with these babies they were so hot you could barely hold them. We ordered egg, bean and chorizo. I just love refried bean smeared on a taco. It really brings all the tastes together. The pico was very good, too. Mild onions and cilantro dominated the pico flavor. Just a touch of tomato and jalepeno now and then.
These tacos were just what I think of when I imagine Mexican breakfast tacos. I crave this kind of taco a lot, when all I can get within a short walk from my office is what I call “white boy tacos”. The “white boy” consist of a flour tortilla, plain scrambled egg, some chopped up ham, bacon or sausage, maybe some American cheese and a little thing of Pace picante sause on the side. It’s amazing how different they are from a real Mexican version of a breakfast taco.
Mr. Piquin may not speak much English, but I’d take that as a good sign. The tacos were fabulous. Salsa was not too hot or watery. Greasy? They didn’t taste greasy. But a bit of grease and salsa juice did drip onto my plate with every bite. I’ve found this to be true with all good breakfast tacos. Dry tacos are not my thing. The clear winner was Mr. Piquin. In fact, we may have to make a little trip that way this morning! I should mention that they have a full menu of Mexican plates. Barbacoa and menudo on the weekends.
Mr. Piquin Restaurant
10118 Garland Rd
Dallas, TX 75217
Monday- Sunday
8:00 am – 9:00 pm
214-660-7713





