We had planned to go to one of our favorite restaurants, Café de Olla, on our last night here in Puerto Vallarta. However, we made a tactical blunder and ate way too much food at a late lunch at Café 105 aka Claire and Dave’s room. Rather than stick with our original plan and end up eating to the point to massive discomfort and drinking to the point of unseemly silliness at de Olla, we went, instead, to another favorite restaurant, Pancho’s Takos.
Pancho’s Takos is a little hole-in-the-wall joint on one of the main drags in Puerto Vallarta. It is always packed and typically has a ridiculously long line extending down the sidewalk. Once seated, you are crammed around tiny tables in fairly uncomfortable chairs. The noise level from the assembled diners, would be diners and passersby is perilously close to deafening. What’s the attraction? you might well ask.
The answer would be that the food is particularly tasty and very inexpensive; the customers are all jolly and having a fine old time; and the staff, primarily nice looking young men, is incredible. They weave their way through the crammed tables taking orders, carrying trays of food, gripping giant margaritas in a form of organized chaos that is a delight to watch. It’s street theater at the cost of a couple of tacos.
I’m happy to say that our little group was able to contribute to the theatrics. As you might notice from the attached photos, Michael and David wore (intentionally) their matching shirts from that fine haberdashery, Costco of Palm Springs.
From the moment they boarded the bus at Costa Sur until we were seated at Pancho’s Takos, they were turning heads. I like to think in a good way; after all, it takes very self confident men to carry off “samies” with such aplomb.