eating is the hard part

If there is one thing I’ve always loved it’s tacos. Some people crave dirty-water hot dogs, while others pine for cupcakes. Not me. I crave the very simple, often cheap and always straight forward taco. Filled with everything from nose to tail, I knew that our trip to San Francisco would include a jaunt into Oakland’s burgeoning Mexican taco emporium. With plenty of emails, and a lot of research under my belt, I somehow managed to arrive without a sure fire plan on how this taco adventure would go down. Yet, by the time Sarah and I finally stepped from the Fruitvale BART station Thursday night, I knew we’d be in good hands. Read more…

Beans Restaurant
2002 8 Street
780.955.2468

With all of the San Francisco posts to come, this is going to be one of those short and sweet rundowns. Having worked in Nisku for almost a year now, I’ve often heard stories about Beans Restaurant. The problem with these stories is that it isn’t necessarily about the quality, or freshness of the food, it’s the size of said product. Located just off the main Highway 625 drag, Beans reminds me of Fife N’ Dekel. Part fast food, part sandwich bar; in a town full of hungry oil/gas/construction workers, it’s packed every single day.

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