Jenny and i drove up to visit friends in Oakhurst, a mountain-ish town in the foothills stretching toward Yosemite. On this particular visit, our friend KC gave a fairly emotive appeal for us to try the life changing super burrito at Taqueria Plazuelas. Knowing that California is famed for its exceptional mexican food, i was on board. The burrito was good- but honestly, it was more the ambiance of the place that i took a shine to. The family that runs the little spot was all there, eating chips and talking story in spanish... it was pretty classic. I definitely liked the atmosphere as much or more than the food itself... since all said and done I felt that the salsa was wanting. It was rather in need of some oomphf, i think... but anyhow- good times in Oakhurst.
