Our story? Yes, it is true that this all began with me, your taco chef person, and a sort-of vision to make some bomb-ass tacos and maybe serve them at the Cumming Tap in Cumming, Iowa…or serve them downtown Des Moines from a bicycle or something…but I didn’t really know what or how this was going to be accomplished or whether it was worth my time. Back then the name Tacopocalypse wasn’t even a twinkle in my eye, just a little thing that a few friends showed up to partake in. I mean, some tacos and some New Belgium Fat Tire beer, some good friends, sharing cycling stories and carrying on, what a great start. I was pretty happy with how things were working out.
Enter the “Our” in “Our Story,” this means you. The little taco night in a tiny town south of the Metro caught a little Twitter buzz, people started driving down from as far away as Ames, Iowa (ok, so 50 miles isn’t really that far, but it is if you are just coming down for some “bar tacos) to partake in the original Braised Pork Shoulder, Vegan Chorizo, Slaw, and hand pressed tortillas. At this time the taco night deserved a name, and through the power of Twitter (which is how I get almost everything done these days) a name was born. TACOPOCALYPSE.
More social media buzz created more Taco Likers, which created more buzz, which brought the Tacopocalypse to the attention of some people who wanted to see this whole thing go a little further. I was approached to bring Tacopocalypse to the Des Moines Downtown Farmers’ Market. I said yes. Now here we are, making thousands of tacos every week, getting much loved…um…love from our friends and the local press, standing on the cusp of expanding and bringing you a permanent location to get down with your Taco Liking selves.
I am here for you, because of you, and any time you have something to say I will listen (but don’t make it too long, I have a very short attention span within the confines of interpersonal communication). Thank you, the Taco Likers, for making me make this happen. Now eat your tacos.