Tacos el flako food truck — Restaurant in Tampa

Listen. After a 12-hour shift saving lives, the last thing we expected was to end our night smelling vomit, getting side-eyed by staff, and almost fighting a naked man.

We rolled up hungry and tired, and immediately got slapped in the face by a stench so foul it felt personal. At first, we thought maybe something had died. Turns out it was vomit. That they had just hosed down. Right next to the food truck. You’ll want to hold onto that detail.

Trying to ignore the smell, we attempted to order, but the woman at the window treated us like we’d asked her to donate a kidney. Rude stares, short answers – the whole vibe was “I hate being here, and I hate you more.” Then comes the kicker: they were out of everything we wanted. Ended up spending $83 on birria tacos (grease puddles), queso birria (cheese in an existential crisis), rice and beans (fine if you’re into bland mush), a tres leches that tasted like it was made by someone who’s never loved or been loved, and two waters that we paid for but never received. The one saving grace? A decent chicken huarache. Congrats. One star for you.

While waiting in the car, a clearly drunk man – pants down, cheeks out – leaned on my car, apparently mid-puke. When we told him to move, he started tapping on the window and harassing us. We had to drive away, only for him to punch the damn car window like it owed him money. I got out and told him off – loudly. Like loudly loudly. Anyone within 100 feet definitely heard me. Did the food truck staff check on us? Help? Blink twice? No. They didn’t move. A customer had to intervene to get the guy away from us!

Eventually, we went back to get the food and showed them the video of this man harassing us, and asked if they knew him – because surprise! He was hanging around the food truck again. The, what seemed to be the manager, just stared at the video, didn’t say a word, then walked off to say a few things to the guy. No apology. No “Are you okay?” Nothing. You could feel that they knew him. Like it was Taco Tuesdays and Harassment Thursdays or something.

The cherry on this greasy, undercooked sundae? Realizing that vomit smell we arrived to was from the drunk dude who was harassing us. And they just kept serving food like it was business as usual.

Never again. Not worth it. Not safe. Not clean. Not even good.

If you want a meal and a public safety incident rolled into one, by all means – head to Tacos El Flaco....

Review in English and Spanish/ Reseña en español

I’m not sure if this place is under new management, but ever since they changed locations and staff, things have seriously gone downhill. I stopped by during the daytime, and the first thing I noticed was the overwhelming presence of large flies swarming around the food truck. The girl standing at the front, who I assume handles the orders ( very rude as well) was eating tacos with flies all over her food and it didn’t seem to phase her at all..

I found myself swatting away flies, the kind you usually see near rotting food or dead animals. It made my skin crawl!! To make things worse, the girl at the front was dismissive, and the woman inside cooking wasn’t particularly friendly either. I get it people are busy, but the whole experience felt off, especially since I was the only one in line.

I ordered six birria tacos, which came out to almost $40. After everything I saw, I wasn’t even sure I wanted to eat them. When I finally tried them, they tasted completely different than before — dry, flavorless, and just not the same. I honestly think they must have a new chef or something, because the quality was nowhere near what it used to be. Go back to the old crew or get a new one.

Desde que cambiaron de ubicación, todo ha empeorado. Fui durante el día y el camión estaba lleno de moscas gigantes. La chica maleducada que toma los pedidos estaba comiendo tacos con moscas encima y actuaba como si nada. Yo tenía que estar espantándolas, y eran esas moscas grandes que uno ve con comida podrida.

La atención fue indiferente y los tacos de birria costaron casi $40. Cuando los probé, estaban secos y sabían muy diferente—nada como antes. Creo que cambiaron de chef, porque ya no tienen la misma calidad. Después de lo que vi, ni confianza me...

Few reasons I'm giving this place a 1 star. When I pulled up to pick up the order I placed online, I was the only customer there and no one tended to me for over 5 minutes. I could see clearly inside of the food truck and they use filthy dirty rags to wipe down their counters. I didn't see gloves on a single person working the kitchen. When I let them know I was there to pick up the order I placed online, they told me they're only taking orders in person or over the phone. When I start giving her the order I placed online, more than half the things I ordered they didn't have. I guess I was lucky my order didn't go through, because after seeing the inside of that food truck, I was...