I often say I’d give up all of the restaurants in Portland-proper for those of the suburbs and outskirts. A culinary school can’t compete with Korean, Mexican, or Indian grandmas. Though when I say that, I’m usually not thinking about chain-dominated Tualatin. The only reason I had actually stopped in Tualatin, rather than just passed through, was to go to Chocosphere to will-call high-end chocolate. But the benefits of running a Mexican restaurant that doesn’t use Velveeta is that customers entrust their food finds to you. And so when I heard about Ome Calli serving authentic paletas and chamoyadas, I had to go check it out. I didn’t know then that next door I’d also discover one of Oregon’s best taquerias. Continue reading