The cyclists arrive at sunrise, rolling through Chicago’s Latino neighborhoods and stopping at tamale carts, elote stands and candy stalls. They buy out every last item — every tamale, every corn cob, every bundle of sweets. Then they load up the food and deliver it to shelters and families in need
I miss street tamales
Some of the greatest tamales you’ll ever have are sold out of dude’s trunk
My Nanna used to do that! Now, she sells them in bulk to the local Mexican restaurant.
Some of the best restaurants are in strip malls in my area because the rent is cheap.