Justin H.
Yelp
Warning: If you are on a first date, do not take her here. If so, any future dates you two go on will continue to disappoint time and time again. You see, Smoke is not just an ordinary taco shop, it is literally heaven.
Do you know that feeling when "just the tip" is in and everything in your being is telling you that plan B isn't that expensive, just worry about that tomorrow? That's what every bite at this place is like. Let me go into more detail.
Starting off with apps (I am a certified fat-ass at heart), my go-to is their queso. Now I know that may sound like a typical "chips and queso basic bitch" type of order, but I cannot stress enough how good that shit is. Is it actually cheese? Or is it pure MSG? All I know is that I get it every time, and ever time I can't help but to feel for those poor starving idiots who decided to dine at an Applebee's instead. The chips are fried tortillas, which somehow are way better than you would think. The cheese is melty/gooey/stringy all at once, and one you add the peppers, hot sauce, and other toppings, you will come to realize that you peaked at life, and the only thing left in life to look forward to is your next bite.
For all you self diagnosed alcoholic types, their drinks are heavenly. They are a little pricey if you are wanting top shelf liquor, but that's Lawrenceville for ya. I cannot figure out if the drinks are poured light or heavy, as I stop drinking to shove my face with their food once it comes out. And trust me, it takes a LOT to separate me from a good drink. Hell, to put it into perspective, I have a cup holder on my crutches, and Smoke will literally have me swearing off all alcohol if it means I can take another bite.
Now for the tacos.... You know how you hit up the taco bell drive through at 2AM, barely coherent after a hard night of slamming shots, and that quesorito makes a special place in your heart? Now imagine a taco that does all that plus more.... While you are sober. The meat, so tender and smokey, the cheese, the toppings, I will never be able to adequately convey my feelings for them. Hell, as I write this, I have leftovers sitting on my coffee table, and that's all I can think about. You may think that a certified fat-ass and leftovers don't go hand-in-hand, but I ate queso and other tacos until the point I was about to puke, so shut up.
Seriously, get here and try it. First glance may look a little pricey compared to other places around, but after eating here, you'll compare every other spot to fast food.
Thank me later.