So this week I finally ate at Mamasita, reportedly the best authentic Mexican joint in the CBD.  Why you ask, has it taken me one year and 4 months since living in Melbourne to visit this reputable eatery? Because the line for Mamasita usually snakes down the second-story stairs and spills onto the sidewalks of Collins Street.  The wait can be up to an hour for a table, and if it takes that long to get a seat imagine how long it takes to get a taco. Yes, my love for Mexican cuisine runs deep, but not my (or Steve’s) patience.

Having now dined there I can tell you it is definitely worth the wait.  Grilled corn with cotija cheese; tostaditas (inventive single nacho tapas); black bean quesadilla; real corn tortillas… Be still my heart.