This image is courtesy of my baby sister Brikk. I call her a baby. She’s 15-1/2 now. As in she’s eligible for her driver’s permit in California.
Anyways, this lucky girl, as well as my other sister Brynn and her boyfriend, Tyler, (Brass was recuperating from wisdom teeth surgery… pobrecita) had lunch at Olvera Street yesterday in downtown Los Angeles. And I’m trying really, really hard not to be angry with them, because I’m 2,000+ miles away, and so I cannot also sink my teeth into these spicy, juicy, tender, fried-to-a-perfect-crisp taquitos.
If you’re going to Olvera Street, you must (notice I bolded and italicized that “must”) go to Cielito Lindo at the very end of the street (It’s at the end opposite of the one that opens up to the square/pavilion—the end that opens up to the busy street). Also, order an horchata. It is fabulous.
And after you eat (because that’s probably the first thing I’d take care of on my trip over there), be sure to stop by La Casa de Sepulveda for a bit of Bralley (by way of Gibbs) family history.