One for the road

We had lunch at Tehuitzingo, a tiny bodega a few blocks down Tenth from us. I'd seen it mentioned on chowhound, and I know our friend Ryan went there for groceries before he prepared his gourmet spread on Super Bowl Sunday. I thought we were going to be out of luck -- they were just opening the security gate when we walked up -- but the ladies in the kitchen had already been hard at work for hours. John and I were more than pleased with our beef and chicken (respectively) tacos. I grabbed a chocolate-covered marshmallow lollipop for the road.