Food truck stuff, at Westside prices…but one bite in, you won’t care.
The mural above the door is welcoming. It’s Grandma or Mama calling you inside.
Yes, Petty Cash Taqueria is on the westside. It’s unnaturally close to El Coyote. (Seriously, the average person can fling a baseball and at least hit the parking lot.) But where El Coyote is has the market cornered on old-world, old-school Tex-Mex, Tex-Cal style and food, Petty Cash is doing the whole Food Truck thang…only indoors. In a nice space.
Walking inside, it’s all nice, and comfy. I’m sure the Hipster/Bro contingent has come here in force, but the nonsense is kept to a minimum. They’re not looking for a particular crowd at this establishment. All comers welcome. The Westside intimidation and “you’re not rich enough to be here” thing melts away in an instant.
Makes sense if you think about it. It’s got “Petty Cash” in the name.
Sorry, Westside. A lot of your restaurants do radiate with a vibe of “you’re not good enough to eat here”. That’s something you ought to look into, unless…you know…you’re into that sort of thing.
What you’re seeing here out of Petty Cash Taqueria is a Food Truck quality food with top shelf preparation and top shelf ingredients. Now, mind you, Food Truck quality isn’t an insult here in L.A. It’s a mark of quality. They even hooked up rotisserie of spicy, gleaming pork. All the Cook has to do is slice off the right amount, fresh, piping hot Pork, and let it slide magically into your awaiting, fresh and steaming tortilla.
If push comes to shove, you can…if you want…compare this place to the 3 Dog Cantina in Hollywood. But the game is way better here (though 3 Dog carries a special place in my heart)…though you will pay the difference. That being said, the work is too good, the Tacos too good for it to be ignored.
WHAT SHOULD I GET?: Look, I had just about every Taco (or Pork-related Taco) in the place. The Al Pastor Tacos, with a nice hunk of Pineapple were my favorites. Had two of them. I also liked the Cochinita Pibils. Very nice. Red onion is rapidly becoming my favorite add-on ingredient. The L.A. Kid (Goat Tacos) was my second favorite bite…even though mine had a bit of bone in it.
Just means the restaurant pulled that meat themselves. Mark of quality.
The Pork Belly Carnitas were okay. No, strike that. Better than okay. Just paled (for me) in comparison to the Al Pastors.
I also had the Dorados, which were basically Taquitos with Potatoes and that lovely, funky Mexican Feta-like cheese, Cojita. Not bad. They didn’t jump out at me, but the addition of the pickled beets on top was a damn good idea.
The one taco everyone was talking about at both tables to the left and right of me, were the Charcoal Grilled Octopus. Double whammy there for me. Not only is it seafood, but it comes covered in Peanuts. So…you’ll have to take my word for it. Tre popular.
And of course, your table comes equipped with a bottle of cold water and some chips and guacamole if you so desire.
IMPORTANT SAFETY TIP, PEOPLE: Okay, fine. The name’s got “Petty Cash” in it. And yes, there’s a sign toward the back that says “Cash Only”. But yes, you can use credit cards here.
Also, and this is more for me than for you…apparently, the same idiot who runs Republique also has an interest in this place. I checked my receipt, and there was no 3% markup for Healthcare on the Receipt. (Is It Any Good remains committed fans to the Affordable Care Act and it’s provisions).
PARKING: Tricky. This isn’t a place with its own Parking Lot. So you’re depending on either the Valet Service, or street Parking. And the street parking is scarce.
When in doubt, just go Valet, it’s easier.
Petty Cash Taqueria
7360 Beverly Blvd.
Los Angeles, CA 90036
Tel: (323) 933-5300