You know how it is when you don’t want to spend a bunch of money, but you just can’t stand staying around the house? Hubbard is a great guy to have around on days like that. I’ve been resisting going to Fuel City for tacos because, well, I just don’t like the idea of going to eat at a gas station. Hub assured me we would not be eating at the actual truck stop. So, I decided to let him introduce me to what he thinks are sublime tacos.

He ordered the Barbacoa, Beef Fajita, Pastor and Picadillo, two of each. Then we drove to a spot just into Oak Cliff that has been set up to view the progress of the building of the new Calatrava bridge. I couldn’t actually see any progress. That’s an old bridge in the picture. But, it did give us a place to sit down and eat our tacos.

We had two trays of tacos. Honestly, I’m not sure that I could tell one from the other. The flavor was very rich in all four varieties. Maybe I tasted a little cinnamon in the Barbacoa – if that was the Barbacoa that I was eating. Anyway, they were all good. You can choose corn or flour tortillas. We had the corn for all of them. The tortillas were nice and tender, while being substantial enough to hold up to the grease that comes with these suckers. Some were greasiers than others, if I could have only been able to to tell which was which. Again, all good. All similiar. Maybe we should have gotten something with chicken just to mix it up a little. I think I liked the Barbacoa the best. I think.

We did get the corn. The cup of corn is liken to elotes, not on the cob, but layered with crema, butter, hot sauce, cheese, etc. This stuff was good and now I’m dying to recreate it at home (with real butter, not the squirt kind). In fact, I bought a few ears of corn today.

Will I be going back to Fuel City? I’m sure I will. Maybe not once or twice a week, like Hubbard does. But, when the urge for tacos hits me this might be the place to go. Especially if I want to save a dime. The eight tacos and the cup of corn only cost us about $13. What a deal. I was stuffed when we finished.
Next up… Jack’s Backyard.