Yeah, I know, when we Americans (and Mexicans) think of a taco, we think of all that is good in the world. A taco is basically perfection. They can consist of many different kinds of ingredients but tacos always consist of delicious. Here’s an example of some tacos we often made in Mexico:
BUT, and this is the kicker, when you mention a taco in Chile, chances are the Chilean you’re talking to will have steam coming out of their ears, their blood pressure will noticeably rise, and bad words will come spewing out of their month. Like Mexico, tacos are omnipresent in Chile. But unlike Mexico, this is a taco here:
A traffic jam! It took us a while to realize this. So, like, when the newscasters would talk about "super-tacos" being all the over city, the Pavlovian response would kick in and our salivary glands would get into a tizzy, and we’d be stricken with the burning desire to hop a bus and search for these super-tacos. But alas, we realized that if we’d try to hop a bus, we wouldn’t be able to get anywhere, because we’d be stuck in a massive, unmoving traffic jam (i.e. super-taco).
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