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“Well now, I reckon I oughta begin by sayin’ that when a man’s been drivin’ clear across this grand nation with three rambunctious young’uns in the back hollerin’ over who touched whose elbow, and a wife growlin’ about the gas station beans in Arkansas, a good taco can feel like salvation in tortilla form. That’s precisely the brand of miracle we found at a little joint by the name of White Duck Taco Shop.
Now don’t let the name fool you — ain’t no duck with an apron waddlin’ around servin’ you, though I admit I wouldn’t’ve minded that one bit. What is there is a menu that reads like a travelogue written by a hungry pirate. Chicken tikka masala tacos? Shrimp po’boy? Steak-and-cheese that’d make a Philly boy cry into his soft pretzel? Lord have mercy, even the duck taco had me questionin’ the moral uprightness of poultry.
My wife, who has developed a sort of holy reverence for legumes, declared — between bites and narrowed eyes — that the beans were transcendent. And let me tell you, when a woman uses that word for food, you better believe angels are somewhere singin’.
It’s the kind of place where kids get quiet — not from threat or bribe — but from sheer chew-induced bliss. A rare and blessed silence. For that alone, I’d’ve given ‘em a medal.
So if you find yourself somewhere between Where-the-Hell-Are-We and the Eastern Seaboard, do yourself the decency of stopping at White Duck Taco. It’s a fine respite for the weary traveler, the picky child, and the wife who’s done enough car parenting to deserve beans that move the soul.“
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“Fantastic food, service and atmosphere! Can’t wait to go back!“
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“Great food Great people Nice place to come and relax and enjoy yourself.“
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“Tried for the first time yesterday and it was amazing! 10 out of 10 would definitely recommend!“