Whenever I travel I always try to find a place that serves some indigenous treat that the locals all know about. This is that place in Phoenix. If you're on a calorie restricted diet, you should stop reading this now. All you had to do was look around at some of the corpulent, plus-sized patrons to see what happens if you enjoy fry-bread tacos too often. Having said that, these things are ungodly delicious. I could eat the fry bread on its own but then stuff it with some chorizo, beans and cheese with a little hot sauce on top and … oh my God. The place itself, shall we say … has character (and some characters) ... kind of diner like. You order at the counter and then some nice native american brings you your food. I'm really glad I don't live anywhere near this place but I'll definitely be back on my next trip to Phoenix. Oh, and for dessert, I'd recommend a minimum of a half hour on the treadmill.
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