When I was still in school at UT I literally lived around the corner, just a few steps away from the Tamale House. Every weekend I would stumble over there to get the cure for my hangover: a potato, egg and cheese taco. Or two. These days I live within spitting distance of two Torchy’s Tacos locations. Their migas taco has everything you could ask for: eggs, pico, avocado.
When I lived in San Francisco, breakfast tacos (really tacos in general - it’s a burrito town if ever one existed) were one of the things I was truly homesick for. Luckily for past me, they were easy enough to replicate in the comfort of my own kitchen.
