El Vilsito: a garage that becomes a temple at midnight

A mechanic’s garage by day, the best al pastor in the city by night. Go before midnight or queue with everyone else who knows.

The goods

The trompo is a monument. The pastor comes off charred at the edges, the pineapple flicked on with a knife-toss that belongs in a circus. Corn tortillas, doubled, pressed minutes ago. Ask for it con todo and don’t negotiate.