mexican food has become such an important cultural staple of America that it has inevitably also become extremely commodified, like Chinese food or burgers. You want a plate of tacos, or maybe a simple cheeseburger with fries, or even a box of chow mein and orange chicken? Well you can find those things anywhere in any American city. And they’ll probably be sold to you at exorbitant prices by someone whos getting paid minimum wage, wearing a stupid shirt that says “Ask Me About the Limited Time Chili Fries!” and microwaves most of the food anyways.

I dont claim to know everything in this world. All i know is that when i want good food, i want the person making it to be truly happy with their life and to be appropriately paid. And to anyone who says it doesnt make a difference, eat a fish taco from Jack in the Box and count how long it takes for you to have a terrible bowel movement. Preferably count in seconds.

If you want to see true Americans be truly happy, come here at noontime on a Friday during Lent and see all the Filipinos, Mexicans, Asian nationals, African americans, and the occasional white person come here and wait in a huge long line that snakes out the door. They know its worth the wait. And everyone is waiting with a satisfied look on their face.