We were riding our bike on one of those " it's so nice outside, we will make ourselves feel guilty if we don't do something outside today" kinda days. We rode through Bellaire, and after a couple of hours, our energy-spent legs needed a snack. We went straight to the nearest taco stand. There being no shortage of them in Bellaire; we hit Taqueria Chiles, a bright-yellow-and-red shack on Renwick.
We ordered a pastor taco with cilantro and onion and a horchata. It was as refreshing as it sounds. When we sat our soon to be energy replenishing snack on the railing to take a picture of it, a dirty black bird swooped down and pecked out a piece of meat from our taco. We ate the taco anyway. Viva bacteria!