"There’s a street vendor, an incredibly sweet señora, on 167th street in front of the B and D trains who is always dressed in all black. Her carrito has no name and you’ll probably see some kids stopping by here after school. If they don’t have money to pay her that day, she’ll ask, “Are you doing well in school? I will give you a pupusa, but you better graduate.” You can usually find her on weekdays from late morning through the afternoon. Sometimes she isn’t there, but it’s worth taking the chance for a near-perfect cheese pupusa prepared on the spot and a warm smile." - marisel salazar
