Tacos under the trees

One day we were in Bucerias at the beach with the dogs. We stopped by Casa Tranquila to say hi to Patricia and Joann. After visiting a little while we decided to go eat dinner. Harold asked them for a recommendation; Joann said we know a great place and we’ll show you where it is.
We went up one of the main dirt roads on the east side of the highway. Down one of the other dirt roads is a little place that is really more of a restaurant than a taco stand. Inside the gate of what looks like someone’s yard is a very nice little garden restaurant. We each ordered a large type of taco called a “gringa” and an agua fresca. I think for the 4 of us the bill was under 150 pesos. The waiter was so cute, too. He is learning English as he wants t go into the tourism industry. Joann has been helping him with his English. One day, he told her he wanted to learn how to take orders in English. First he asked, how do you say taco in English? Joann said taco. Then he asked, what about quesadilla? Joann said quesadilla. He managed to pick a few more words like that and they both got a big laugh out of it.
I don’t know the actual name of the place but Joann and Patricia call it Tacos Under the trees.

The food court
Yesterday we were hungry for a quick dinner. In the area on Francisco Villa Ave. where we buy chicken, there are several taco stands. We went to the Hamburguesas Gigantes stand. We each had a “chica” burger, she was out of “grande” size. The chica size, 20 pesos each, was pretty grande itself. It was actually a bacon burger with lettuce and tomato. While we waited for the burgers to be ready, we looked around the street. There were 2 or 3 taco stands, the hamburger place, the 2 chicken places across the street and another small restaurant all within a short block of each other. Around the corner there is a bakery. Bakeries are very common here, not like in Waco where almost all baked goods come from the grocery store. Harold bought some really good-looking chocolate croissants at the one on Fco. Villa. He ate one as soon as we got home and said it was more like chocolate bread, but said it was really good.
There were so many little eating places in that one area we were joking and calling it the food court. There are many taco stands, hamburger carts and small restaurants in Puerto Vallarta. You often don’t even notice them until you are walking right by.