Pickled carrots 2

RantWoman has indeed been eating well from the pickled carrots food group. While the previous episode was vaguely Vietnamese, this episode is Mexican or gringo-Mex at least, as defined by http://memosmexicanfood.com/ 4743 University Way NE, the second doorway south of the Jack-in-the-Box driveway on the West side of the street.

While checking for electronic presence, RantWoman learned that Memo's is even open 24 hours a day. RantWoman tends to think people, even exuberant university students, should go home and sleep sometime, but it's really fun to know that if you don't you can get burritos, enchiladas, chorizo, breakfast burritos, guacamole, churros and dozens of other wonders--including sometimes flan--any time of the day or night.

RantWoman forgot the pickled carrots, carrots pickled in a light vinegar and mixed in a bin full of fresh cilantro, whole jalapenos, and miscellaneous onion rounds. There is red salsa, green salsa, some kind of white condiment perhaps for the fish tacos. The list of side order options includes corn tortillas, refried beans, and who knows what else.

RantWoman feasted on a lovely bean burrito the other night; today she went all out for the taco salad. Both were solidly flavorful and well-prepared. The pickled carrots and cilantro were so plentiful that RantWoman did not even regret not having any more vegetable with her burrito. The taco salad shell, an item RantWoman usually considers superfluous was crisp, fresh and pillowy enough that RantWoman found herself nibbling a bit more of it than she really intended, though next time she is likely to choose some other form of temptation.

And there certainly will be a next time for a couple other reasons. First, for such a lovely simple but tasty menu, there never seem to be very many people in the restaurant. RantWoman admits she seems to go there just after peak dining hours, but a place like this deserves to thrive on more business than RantWoman alone can bring. On a practical level, for a RantWoman who does not see well and especially does not see well at any kind of distance or when the menu is written in chalk or dry-erase marker, a wall-mounted menu with all the offerings printed in giant letters is almost enough to make RantWoman swoon. Well, perhaps RantWoman should be glad there seem not to be many people in line when she goes to Memo's because that way she can drink in as much of the menu as she wants before making up her mind. But always have the pickled carrots.