After 8 months of no Guac or refried beans, we took a 3 hour and 20 minute bus ride, all to eat at FN Taco for some yummy grub and margaritas.
To get to FN Taco, Take the subway into Haeundae Beach. Then, take the exit stairs toward the beach, the restaurant will be on your left, a few blocks before you reach the beach, it is connected to a bar called Fuzzy Navel.
We couldn’t figure out if the bar was foreigner owned or not. Of course we made up a billion stories about how the place came to be, but what a smart business venture. They sell imported beers as well as the local ones. All mexican food and they have a dart board and great music. We figured the restaurant is owned by a Korean due to some of the spelling on the menu. But man, he is smart and should open on in every major city, or Tijuana Flats needs to get on it and open some up over here.
Around 4:30 we sat down for a Nacho Special, a beef burrito and 2 margaritas. Although the food was loaded with veggies, their homemade salsa and guac took the cake! The food was amazing. Adam then ordered a corona, why not? when eating mexican, do as the Americans…so we had a corona. Then another and as the night went on, it got dark outside. The restaurant became more of a bar with more foreigners than I have ever seen. As for the coronas, if you want a lighter bill, stick to the cass on draft, the coronas were about $9.00 a bottle we think.
A nice group of Navy Men, stationed in Japan, docking in Busan for the evening dropped in and we joined them and talked of their adventures and ours. One, Justin, looked ridiculously like Brandon. I almost cried and gave him a huge hug.
We ordered a few more drinks, ontop of a few more tacos…I swear I was in heaven. I have already told the girls I want my bachelorette party to be held there…if anything so I can eat 10 tacos and not be called a pig.
Speaking of, if anyone wants to mail us some of those taco bell preboxed meals from the grocery store, my body can not seem to forget just how amazing Mexican is. It seems like quite a sick craving..but my god I didn’t realize how much I missed it.
At 11 or so we left and headed to the Sugar Love Motel (blog to come later) We had told the Navy men we would meet them at a Rock and Roll bar, but Ad and I just can’t hang.