Aztec Taqueria in Mt. Kisco, when I'm not in the mood for duck
Right across the street and slightly north from the movie theater, Aztec is a cafe and grocery that is about as unpretentous as you can get. The food is fabulous at the cafe.
Whenever Paula has a rehearsal at Northern Westchester Center for the Arts, I drop her, and then have a quick bite at Azteca: three tacos and a tamarindo soda.
I pick three from a list of about eight: unlike most faux-mex places, this place authentically uses more pork and less beef.
I love pork. I really do. Aztec has it braised, fried, in chorizo, stewed. Whole hog, too, cracklins and all-none of that nasty "new white meat" stuff.
The tacos are served on soft corn tortillas, doubled up and piled high, so you're really getting six tacos, and you even get to play with your food.
Ok, they do have chips and salsa, but at least the salsa is homemade and good, not tomatillo (at least not at this season), but quite good.
The platos especiales look great, but they're huge and I just won't wolf down a big meal during a one-hour rehearsal, so I'll try the specials on some, well, special ocassion!
In the attached grocery, you can buy fresh tortillas for about HALF the supermarket price, and they are much, much better.
The store has a good spice and herb department, a good selection of imported hot sauces (El Yucateco Chipotle is a good one for fire-eaters), and canned and dry hominy for making pozole.
The odd thing is, I NEVER see another Anglo in there, ever: it is very much a Latino Obrero joint, with a salas jukebox. Clean as a whistle (kitchen, too-I peeked!) The young ladies who work there all speak English more than adequately.
This is truly a great place if you like real Mexican. But, let's not mob them and make them think that they need to decorate or expand or any such nonsense. So, line up, Chowhounds, one at a time please!