I became a long time customer of Tacos El Rey Restaurant when my dear friend, Mireya Ceja, told me I had to go to their restaurant. She raved and raved til I went and tried, and I have never looked back. My happiness extended from there upon visiting their Taco Truck with my family. Again, I wasn’t disappointed, and their skills didn’t stop there. After they opened their Espresso and Food Stand, I wondered if there wasn’t anything this family owned company couldn’t do. They are dominating their industry, and my family and I get to reap the delicious benefits. If you haven’t been to the Tacos El Rey Espresso and healthy food stand, then maybe I just determined your lunch, or pick me up drink for the day. #YourWelcome.
My first time visiting the stand, took me by surprise. I came by for breakfast with my kids. It was “one of those mornings”…you know what I’m talking about.
The night before I was up late working in my home office (aka my laptop in my bed) til the wee hours of the morning. I didn’t want to have anything to do with waking up, especially cooking breakfast.
I soon found myself with my children in the back seat of the car at the Tacos El Rey Stand. I saw a friend there I hadn’t seen in a long time. She waved at me from the other side of the stand as she stood there offering her order while I sat in my car, waiting patiently for mine. She popped over and spoke with me briefly, collected her order, and left. I was then approached with my finished order quickly, a bag full of delicious breakfast tacos. I’m not going to lie, this made me feel like mother of the year as I handed the warm bag of fresh food off to my children. (There may or may not have been an Italian Soda for me.)
I grabbed my debit card to pay, and it was expressed to me that my sweet friend had already taken care of the bill. I sat there in my car, this gesture affecting me. This friend, I don’t know very well. I hadn’t seen her in a very long time… but this? To say it was unexpected would be an understatement. Kindness of any form always speaks volumes to me. My thankful heart, and the mother inside of me tried to turn her good will into a teaching moment for my children. I spoke of her a lot that morning while I was driving to drop them off at school (when they couldn’t get a word in edgewise with their mouths full of burritos). My children patiently listened to my sermon, or just really enjoyed their breakfast. Either way, my experience with Tacos El Rey was then once again solidified. Their patrons care for each other, and they take care of their own.