Somewhere between sunscreen, traffic, and the eternal hunt for parking, I started chasing the kind of taco that makes me stop mid-bite and stare into the middle distance.
From the Panhandle down to Miami, I have zigzagged my way through family-run kitchens and bold new counters, collecting places that feel like real neighborhood favorites instead of postcard bait.
These are the spots serving street tacos, slow-braised birria, and bright salsas with the kind of confidence that does not need a spotlight to taste impressive…