There are very few things I like in the world other than Nachos. One of those things is optical illusions. I don’t know what it is, but seeing a picture that could represent two different images depending on how it’s looked at is pretty fascinating to me, and it usually takes skillful talent to pull off. Take the picture to the left for example. Is this girl licking and salivating over the delicious meal she just ate off her finger, or is she simply shoving her finger in her mouth getting ready to purge all over her neck that is 20 times too small for her body?

This is a perfect segue way into my review of my next establishment, Lucky Star. It was lunch time and my coworker Marek and I decided to head to one of our area’s dirtiest but tastiest restaurants. Lucky Star is located in Compton, California, although they claim to be in Carson, California. It’s not as if one of these two places is better than the other, they’re both just as ghetto, except one gets more exposure than the other thanks to rap music. I mean, just look at their sign below.

“Spos Ba”? Doesn’t exactly spell classy

Think of Lucky Star as a Mexican diner, since pretty much any type of Mexican food can be found on the menu, as well as every other type of food item, such as chocolate shakes and hamburgers. I’ve had some pretty good and authentic tasting meals at this place and was looking forward to a nice plate of Nachos, which oddly enough I have never had here. I was confused when I looked at their menu and could not find Nachos. I looked under Mexican Specialties, but Nachos were nowhere to be found. Lunch Specials? Same deal. Maybe under appetizers like at one of those fancy restaurants? Nope. What was going on here? I finally approached the cashier and inquired about Nachos, which they did indeed have. 

A nice feature about this place is that you can order your Nachos with pretty much any meat they offer; carne asada, al pastor, lengua (tongue) etc. Oh, just don’t try to get them to put chorizo on them (which they can put on everything else) because they will look at you like you just asked them to name their top five favorite Milli Vanilli songs (Blame It On The Rain!) and you will have to settle for the chicken. After ordering my food I took another look at the menu and was finally able to find where the Nachos were located. Where did my Where’s Waldo scavenger hunt lead me to? The “Sides” part of the menu. Yes, a place that specializes in Mexican food items had lumped Nachos under the same category as fried zucchini and pastrami French fries (yum..?). As if that wasn’t weird enough they were listed at a price of $5.47. Yeah.