It’s 10:30 in the morning with a chilly bite hanging in the air as I head out from pet sitting in Bernal Heights, San Francisco. Navigating the hills down to the Mission District, I’m on the hunt for street tacos. After all, it’s a foggy Tuesday morning, and I am desperate for real Mexican food in a taquería, preferably with order-at-the-counter service…
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