More Sweet Boys and Rusty Taco

After a fun morning spent with my sister and her two little boys, it was almost time for me to head back to the airport for work. Wop wop.

But not before an incredible lunch!

I put my sunglasses on, and Evan asked for his, too. I think that he definitely wears them better!

Evan talked the entire drive, and it was so fun to listen to him forming sentences. He has always known what he was saying, but now I can understand it, too! What a sweet little man.

And here it is…in all of its glorified glory.

Welcome to Rusty Taco.

Please allow me to say that if you live anywhere within a 1,031 mile radius of this small chain in Dallas, Texas…please go.

Your taste buds will thank you. And you will be very happy indeed when you walk through the door.

The menu is simple and delicious. The only difficult part was deciding which tacos to enjoy today! T’liese recommended the #10 Fried Chicken Taco, and I thought that it sounded like a pretty good idea.

I also tried the #11 BBQ Brisket Taco because, hey, it’s Texas.

My lunch was finished with the #2 Roasted Pork Taco, which is one of my favorite things on earth, if you must know.

I know that this sounds like a lot of food (and it was), but these cute, little, teensy tiny tacos were manageable. And I’m so glad that I got three!

Woops. We also accidentally ordered some chips and salsa to share before our real food arrived. These chips were warm and perfectly salty. And the salsa was heaven in a bowl.

I love me some chips and salsa!

It must run in the family, because Evan seems to like them, too.

Isn’t he just too cute in that little hat?!

When he saw the camera, of course he said, “Cheeeeeese!”

And then I quit taking pictures of him because this happened. Lunch…in all of its pure goodness.

All good things in life should come in warm, soft, corn tortillas.

This is the roasted pork taco with pickled beets and cojita cheese.

Yes, please! This was probably my favorite.

And I loved the BBQ brisket taco, but it was a tad too salty today. Nothing that more chips and salsa couldn’t fix!

In case you’ve never tried it, every taco is better with fresh lime squeezed on top. Give it a whirl to see if you agree.

Uh oh. This crispy chicken taco may have been my favorite, too. For those of us normal people who aren’t crazy about fish but have always wanted to see if fish tacos really were all the rage, this was the perfect solution.

It had the crunchy, healthy, crispy texture of some deep-fried chicken with a yummy slaw and creamy almost-tartar ranch.

I should have gotten a dozen of them. I’ll just leave it at that.

I had wonderful company, in addition to wonderful food. The place was packed, which allowed Evan to watch lots of fun kids enjoying their lunch, too.

Beautiful kids come from beautiful people. Plain and simple.

Always fashion-forward, Evan showed us the future of wearing plastic containers as hats.

He is so good at everything! I wonder if he gets tired of that.

It was the perfect place for lunch, and I already wish that I could go back. Why don’t they open one here in Phoenix? I promise that I’ll keep you in business, Joe!

Yes, the owner’s name was Joe. And he was here today, and I got to tell him how much I loved his restaurant.

Now move to Phoenix, yo.

It was bitter-sweet to head back to the airport. It was really hard to leave such sweet, cute boys behind.

Especially after Evan got really quiet when he realized I was about to leave. Those big blue eyes said it all, and it broke my heart!

We tried some silly faces.

James won…again.

Then we tried some more uniform posing, and you can see how well that went.

But I would like to point out that James is most definitely my sister’s baby. He can’t keep his eyes open in pictures, either!

See? It’s genetic!

Holding this sweet little man for so many shots just warms my heart. This Baby James is sure a wonderful boy.

And oh-so handsome! I just love these pictures!

Now you can start a successful weekend, knowing that such cuteness exists in this world.