Wow, msbelle. That's ... very helpful of you. And yikes.
I too need to know the cause of Tom's feline outburst.
After spending all morning cleaning, I decided to break out of my comfort zone and got try this taco place that a fellow NMican (& freelance Baltimore crime scene photog, but that's another story) discovered yesterday & swore by. It's called Cocina Luchadoras (!) and is the dream project of a Mexican American lady my age. It's a family affair, her young daughter was playing behind the counter, her mom & dad were also cooking. She's worked for United her whole career but grew up in her extended family's restaurant kitchens in NYC and Mexico City. She was always frustrated by the lack of good Mexican home cooking here in Baltimore, so...
And it's good. Really good. They do tacos & tortas, (though will sometime do a soup or stew special) I just had the tacos. Al pastor with nopales, pollo with rajas, all with cilantro, chopped onions, tomatoes,radish and lime squeezed over, plus salsa. They make their own corn tortillas, cooked for each order and they were perfect. The salsa verde, while more tomatillo than my One True was delicious. Frankly, they were better than my favorite place back in Cruces. And it's in a cute corner, hole in the wall spot and I just felt right at home.
It's down on s. Broadway, north of Fells Point, so not super convenient for me and they're only open until 6, but I foresee working in weekend pilgrimages. I can get tacos and tortas to go (although talking to the proprietress was just... this is her dream. It's infectious.) Also, a graphic designer friend of hers made her logo and sign: [link] So awesome.
Also, I left Loki out on the deck while I went and got tacos and wandered down to look at the water. Oops. At least it wasn't too hot & he doesn't know how to get off the deck. Had it been Pumpkin...aahhh, don't want to contemplate.