El Rayo Taqueria for Breakfast

New Mexico haunts me.  It does.  I love the sparse land with its muted hues and fabulous sunsets.  I miss the notion of sleeping under a sky so big that you almost can’t take it all in.  Mostly, I miss the food–especially the breakfasts.

But if I need to be in Maine, I don’t mind sitting outside El Rayo Taqueria enjoying brunch.  It’s like my own little piece of New Mexico.

(Notice the cream in the shot glass? Kinda funny.)

At El Rayo you can sit back and remember your own days in a El Camino.  Isn’t that a funny name for a car? Say it once and I bet you’ll say it again.  It floats off the tongue so nicely!  Hold on, is that an El Camino? Okay, I don’t know what that is.  Just enjoy it.

Sit and wonder how their seemingly impromptu herb garden looks that much better than mine.

And enjoy some huevos rancheros to start your day…

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7 Responses to El Rayo Taqueria for Breakfast

  1. Pingback: Julie True Kingsley: El Rayo Taqueria for Breakfast « NESCBWI Kidlit Reblogger

  2. Lisa Sinicki says:

    Yup. It’s write a blog post about eggs day.

  3. Lenore Diane says:

    Oh my goodness!! Huevos rancheros is my absolute favorite Mexican dish. When I see it offered on the menu, I will order it. Yours looks wonderfully yummy!!
    And yes, something about New Mexico haunts me, too. Once you go – you want to return.

  4. Isn’t that the truth. I haven’t perfected making it at home yet. It’s just too many steps for me to get all crazy about it.

  5. El Rayo is the best. I’m always looking for an excuse to head there. We haven’t tried brunch yet…can I order a monitor that early?

  6. Hah! My lagging broken finger gives me the same trouble. Sometimes I miss whole words if my left hand is involved. Go for breakfast.

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