Food, that is. I remain convinced that it’s actually outside of Charleston, on John’s Island, at a little strip-mall restaurant called “El Mercadito.” Delicious. I highly suggest the chorizo tacos with a smattering of onions and cilantro, garnished with fresh-squeezed lime. It’s magnificent.
The margaritas are very fine, too, but not necessary to the experience.
We agree it is fabulous.
Great minds, right?
We agree it is fabulous.
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