Yes, the food truck phenomenon has largely become a cliche on wheels, but that only adds to the old school appeal of this unassuming truck. You won’t find them on Twitter, or at First Fridays, or anywhere that has the word “festival” in the title. The only place to get the most delicious tacos al pastor this side of the 405 is the corner of Barry and Idaho, one block south of Santa Monica. They’re the only truck in these parts with a spit, so I skip the asada and go straight for the al pastor – succulent pork tacos with a little cilantro and onion, finished with a squeeze of lime. Their chorizo is also excellent (if a bit greasy) and their Oaxacan specialty, the clayuda, is epic. Structurally it resembles a gigantic tostada, starting with a thin, tortilla-esque base rolled out by hand. It’s then toasted, slathered with beans, and topped with Oaxacan cheese, avocado slices, and your choice of meat. Each is the diameter of a medium pizza and ideal for sharing. Two people can eat for $10 and there’s rarely a line. By sticking to the core values of the original taco truck movement – delicious food, cheap prices, and staying in the same place every night – El Paladar Oaxaqueno has carved out a niche for itself among the truck brigade.