Against "Street Tacos"
|At least they didn't call them "cantina" tacos, I guess...|
So the country is wild about street food right now, luxe-loncheras and the like, and I can live with that. Debate rages about what constitutes "authentic" Mexican food as opposed to the "fake" stuff, and I like debates like that.
What I can't stand, however, has been the development--growing over the past two years, but now reaching a crescendo--of people referring to tacos made with corn tortillas as "street" tacos.
But of course hipsters and foodies love the term--I've lost count of how many times those crazy Yelp kids have raved about the "street" tacos offered at taquerías, or higher-end Mexi places advertising "authentic" "street" tacos on their menu, then charging you six bucks for a tiny trio with a straight face. American embrace of Mexican food--Mexican anything, really--has always come with a dash of danger attached, whether the farts created by refried beans, the pepper belly of salsa, tequila's horrible hangover, lead in candy, roach coaches, and the Montezuma's Revenge inherent with everything. Having people eat and sell "street" tacos connects them to this legacy of racism--let the detractors detract, but howzabout you read your history books before protesting? Learn your history, sons!
Seriously, folks: what's with the use of the term? Why don't people call ice cream sold from the ice cream truck street ice cream? Or street mangoes? Or street strawberries? I'll write a more eloquent treatment for the book, but in the meanwhile: let's deport the term like we did the home make-your-own-taco kit...