Today is none other than National Taco Day, a real holiday which is real. We observe this momentous occasion by taking a good, mouth-watering look at the spots that keep out picos properly gallo’d.
Anna’s Taqueria has been plying pinto for a decade and a half as of this year, and they celebrated by inviting the untold millions of Bostonians whose lunch hours and late nights they’d saved to share their fondest fajita memories with their “My Anna’s Story” contest. A contest that they invited us along to judge.
Submissions ranged from musical tributes to surprisingly personal documentaries to hilarious anecdotes (Q: how long do burritos keep? A: longer than your think), but the one in particular that caught judges’ eyes was a poem by “Jen F.,” about an impromptu first date in the taqueria, which eventually grew into love, a life together and a family. A family raised, appropriately enough, on Anna’s.
“When our child grew teeth, he started with the boiled chicken,” the unnamed winning poem concludes, bringing customer loyalty into uncharted territory.