One tostada was shrimp, the other was ceviche. Every ingredient was so fresh and succulent that juice would run down your chin with every bite. Yet, somehow the freshly fried tortilla was just thick enough to support all the toppings. The salsas were face-meltingly hot, the shredded lettuce was cool, the guacamole rich. The fish was flaked, raw and translucent in a pile just seconds before they piled it on to the tostada, added lime and turned into instant ceviche. This was one of the best meals of my life, hands down.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
The Best Meal of my Life?
One tostada was shrimp, the other was ceviche. Every ingredient was so fresh and succulent that juice would run down your chin with every bite. Yet, somehow the freshly fried tortilla was just thick enough to support all the toppings. The salsas were face-meltingly hot, the shredded lettuce was cool, the guacamole rich. The fish was flaked, raw and translucent in a pile just seconds before they piled it on to the tostada, added lime and turned into instant ceviche. This was one of the best meals of my life, hands down.
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Fantastic!
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