You know a taco spot is legendary when people are willing to trade highway miles for a bite. I learned that the hard way last summer when my cousin from Prescott called me at 7 a.m. with one urgent question: “You in Arizona?
We’re driving to Tucson for lunch.” Turned out, he wasn’t joking-he was on a sacred mission to El Norteño. Word on the street (and honestly, all over Arizona) is that this unassuming little Mexican joint serves up some of the best carne asada tacos this side of the border.
Folks aren’t just coming from Tucson. They’re driving from Flagstaff, Yuma, even snowbird zones in Mesa, all united by one craving…