So the first thing I did when I came to Baltimore was look for tacos.
Not only were we hungry, we couldn’t imagine life without them. (This is no exaggeration, just ask the Angeleno kids.) Because the town has excellent taquerias and taco trucks, many of which are concentrated around Upper Fells Point, where I currently live. , did not need to reload the U-hole. Exploring with my dog is my imprinting method, and in the afternoon, I find a truck for Taco Jalisco, sit on the steps of a church, and eat tacos al pastor, extra sauce, and a Gorditas paper plate. I parked at I have decided that Baltimore is just right for me.
As a further exercise in imprinting, here are six taquerias and two taco trucks within a circuit more than two miles from my stoop.