Some may remember the story of my epic quest to Pudong last year. To this day, the tale of the tubby gringo who braved a 45 minute subway ride and 45 minute death march in 99 degree heat & 99% humidity — just for some Mexican food like home — is whispered over baskets of Mission tortilla chips and pitchers of Señor Discounto margaritas.
Well, a couple of months ago, that restaurant opened a second location a scant four Metro stops away from my new place! Everything’s coming up Milhouse!
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