I was going to get out at E. 106, but a crazy looking woman who gave me the willies got off there, so i stayed on till the next express stop, East 116. At the moment I stepped off the bus, my first hunger pang hit. I looked up and there was this cheerful sign across the street for La Casa De Los Tacos. Not your typical place. You walk in and it is very casual, like you walked into someone's home.
People seem to know eachother, and be very friendly with the owners.
Minimally decorated, yet festive by the Latin music and wonderful food smells. I sat at the counter. You can watch the women wash dishes behind the counter. The washing sink is right behind the counter. I just pointed to what the person next to me had and got that.