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The 5 Mexicans You'll Meet in Heaven

Today, while B dined with the Power Womon, J and I ventured out of the Tukwila area for lunch at our favorite Mexican restaurant, Tacos Guaymas
in White Center.

Set in the center of downtown White Center, Guaymas offers authentic Mexican food, a deliciously fresh and interesting salsa bar (complete with limes and pickled radishes), horchata and Telemundo on the TVs that can be found in each of the two dining areas.

Guaymas is perfect for cold, cloudy Seattle days like today. It's definitely on my comfort food list.

Food: 5/5
Atmosphere: 3/5 (minus 2 points for feeling worried that I may end up in the crossfire of a drive-by while dining in White Center)

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