Dos Hermanos

My co-​workers and I Decided to stop off at a taqueria around San Antonio before heading out to work and I came across this on the Unilocal search with a decent review, so, it seemed like a decent place to stop… upon entry it reminded me of every other hole in the wall Mexican restaurant. Bare necessities with family run environment. The ladies that were working this morning were all nice and helped with anything we requested.
I had Huevos Rancheros and a «taco». Eggs were cooked good, papas were good, and the beans were OK. I think what messed the meal up for me was that I was pretty certain the tortillas weren’t home-​made, which to me makes a big difference. To some that’s a trivial detail but to me it makes/​breaks a Tex-​Mex meal. At the end of the day it’s a good meal for a great price

It was tough to pass up all of the roadside food vendors by the Palo Alto flea market on route to the Two Hermans but I did it anyway. (I know it’s the two brothers, tonto!)
It was breakfast time and I was in the area and in the mood for barbacoa on a Sunday morn. I conjured up all of the Spanish I am capable of which serves me only when ordering food, if I ever get lost in Mexico people will only be able to direct me towards a carne asada taco, and ordered up some breakfast.
Meaty barbacoa with creamy avocado on freshly grilled corn.
«Cilantro y cebolla?»
«yes, please. Thank You.»
I wolfed down my taco, gulped down my coffee and saluted the giant statues of the two Hermans high atop the parking lot, on my way out.
I love Sundays.