Taco Wagon #1, Tacos Dos Hermanios, Ontario, Oregon

Not for the weak of stomach is the street corner taco wagon. Welcome to SW 4th Ave & SW 3rd St in Ontario, Oregon. I have seen this taco wagon for several years. TACOS DOS HERMANOS. At times it even appears busy with customers.

I honestly have never worked up the courage to eat there. Ever. Until yesterday. Late lunch time about 2:30 I surveyed the site, no one else there. I parked and tiptoed up, a friendly gal greeted me with a stare and suddenly I wish I knew how to speak spanish for all the sun faded signs all told me I should have paid more attention in High School spanish class. I didn't.

The menu seemed to emphasize tacos and some variations of tacos, and hey the bus signs says TACOS DOS HERMANOS so, I get it, I order tacos.  Some beef and some chicken. A man working inside the wagon is constantly banging on the grill inside with his metal flippers. He is chopping up the meat as it cooks on the griddle. Constantly chopping. The flies are everywhere, inside and out. A mecca of flies surrounding this wagon. Why is there that chopping sound?  Could the guy inside be chopping up any fly that lands on the cooking meat to incorporate the secret flavor? Oh my, maybe I should have walked away before I was actually served. Those flies, lots and lots of flies. That chopping, lots and lots of chopping.

My food finally comes out, uh, will I have the nerve to eat it? Did they serve me chopped fly tacos........oh the pressure. 

There is a happy ending to this story. I never saw any flies in my tacos, at least while my eyes were closed.

I am also happy to report no midnight barfing or any intestinal issues. I guess they were good.

I'll stick with Number 1 China Buffet next time.

Sorry Brewsky's Ontario, OR.

Alot of hype surrounds a sports bar type place in Ontario, called Brewsky's Boiler.



I was invited to check it out by a semi-local who said this is a great place and frankly most of the reviews I have read back that up. But I guess in Ontario, the critics are weak.

My dinner, which I will admit right up front was FREE, (dinner picked up by a buddy), still was marginally suckey. Chicken ranchero, with a baked potato, and texas style toast. Chicken was cooked to a dry death, potato was cold and I returned my plate to the kitchen for a re-do.

My friends 12 oz steak of some sort, was well received by him, but he'll eat anything.

My verdict, go sit in the bar and drink. The food will taste better.

Old fashion b-fast. Ontario, OR.

I've decided the food at the Holiday Inn Express in Ontario, Oregon is cutting the mustard anymore. (read, it sucks). But the friendly front desk guy answered my question where would you go for a good homecooked meal with; try the Plaza Inn. I did. He was right. Homemade breads, old fashion waitresses and a generally geriatric crowd. Food & service was very good.

I had a Spanish omlette.

Homemade Cinnamon Apple toast