Antojitos Latinos

5201 McCart Avenue Fort Worth, TX 76115
(817) 923-8491
All Major Credit Cards Accepted

CLOSED ON WED.

Consumed Tacos: Asada/Pollo
Preference: Asada

This is an exciting review as it's the first FIVE TACO taqueria I've encountered outside of Tacoville. While Antojitos Latinos is on the border, it is not in Tacoville proper, so this is a good sign that perfect tacos can be found in other parts of the area.

As with many venues, Antojitos Latinos was a random find for me. It's actually located in a strip center off of I20 and McCart where there seems to be a battle for culture zoning as the strip center has both Mexican and Korean stores. I'm unsure who will win this battle, but I do hope that Antojitos Latinos is still standing when it is over.

The inside of Antojitos Latinos is very drab. It's clean, but I would say this place has the least amount of atmosphere I've seen versus other taquerias found in the hunt.

I was not really that hungry, but owe it to my fans to do a review (cocky?) and thus wanted to get in an get out with a quick taco fix. So here is how it went down:

I sat down and told my waitress told me she would be right back with some chips/salsa. I waited about 3-5 minutes and she brought my FRESH (incredibly hot) chips that were probably the best tortilla chips I've ever eaten. They came with a green tomatillo sauce that was not that good. If we can combine Antojitos Latinos' chips with Tacos Earnesto's salsa, then we have the perfect combination.

As I poured salt on my piping-hot chips, I began to wonder what Jesus would do if someone put salt on his chips which he did not want. I concluded Jesus would simply ask for a separate basket of chips.

In looking at the menu, on the board above me, I was disgruntled at the fact the tacos were $1.75 each. The menu had $1.50 but x'd out the .50 and placed .75 next to it. I ordered my two tacos (and before asked I said, "yes, with cilantro, onions, and hot sauce"). As I woofed down my chips, I began to realize how long the tacos were taking. "Damn." I thought. "This is going to be a definite mark against them."

For you novices out there, taquerias should have your tacos ready for you within seconds. I was into a five minute wait, but I soon realized WHY...

When my tacos arrived I was immediately taken aback by the torillas that were used. They were white and fluffy. "Flour??" I thought. Could this place with such a Mexican name punked out and served me flour tacos??? Upon touching the taco, I realized it was not flour. But what was it?

I bit into the first taco, and then it was at this moment the skies opened up and God looked down at me and said, "Enjoy, young man. THIS is a taco." I had no idea what kind of tortilla it was but it was incredible. It was spongy, warm, but stuck together very well and LITERALLY melted in my mouth.

Another first: the tacos were too hot for me to immediately eat. Typically you battle preventing your tacos from getting cold, but I found myself blowing on these tacos. The chicken was stewed and had an incredibly amount of flavor. The asada was cut into huge chunks of meat, almost fajita like, but with the strong asada taste I so much enjoy.

Still, I could not figure out what type of tortillas these were. Were they some sort of new-fangled delicacy catering to the white-boy taste? Had they given up their Mexican roots and sold out? Upon leaving, I told my waitress how fantastic the tacos were, but had to know what sort of tortilla they used. "Corn", she said. "We make them fresh here."

Learning never stops...