My father is Mexican and I grew up traveling extensively throughout the country, so I'm pretty demanding when it comes to that cuisine. I've eaten it from the furthest corners of Homestead to the most gleaming tables of South Beach nouveau-Mexican eateries, all in search of anything that will take me as far away as possible from the towering sour cream-cheddar cheese-deep-fried-flour tortilla with a fake name like "chalupa"-madness that passes as Mexican cuisine in Miami.

I think I finally found my spot.

I had heard about the Orale Taqueria Mexicana food truck for a while, but could never track it down. Then a friend told me it is usually parked in front of a school near Douglas Park in Coral Gables on weekends. But when I drove by on a Saturday, there was no sign of it. I tracked down wner and chef Francisco Perez, who nformed me that because of parking permit issues he had been searching for other locations. This weekend, it was the Tropicana Flea, a raggedy market in Allapattah where you can find everything from used auto parts to bootleg Honduran music. No telling how long it will be there, though. It's advisable to call the truck before embarking on a wild goose chase.

The seating area consists of a makeshift canopy and mismatched plastic chairs behind a white board menu. It is nothing fancy. But the cooking area inside of the trailer is remarkably clean. Perez,a native of Oaxaca, dons plastic gloves while preparing different meats, and religiously wipes the counters down. 

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