Las Tres Hermanas

I ate here today and got a massive headache within 30 minutes of killing four tacos, two al pastor and two carne asada. I rarely have any problems after eating from roach coaches, but this place fits the bill.
There’s a weird old Filipino or Chinito dude hanging out in front of the taco truck under an awning. He started asking me random questions after I ordered from the girl in the window, such as «with everything? onions? cilantro?»
My food came pretty quick. When the girl gave me my food and I was waiting to pay her, Chinito tapped me on the shoulder and said «seven dollars». Confused, i gave him my money, then he walked into the truck and gave me change.
I obviously looked confused because another customer laughed at my confused look, and looked equally confused himself. Apparently Chinito works there or owns the truck, but you would never have any idea until he grabs the money outta your hand…
The food itself is offbase. You get lemons instead of limes. The meat looks almost ground instead of chopped. The corn tortillas are soft, but not warm or crisp. The al pastor, extra greasy. The carne asada gray not browned. Sauce came in a small plastic cup, but was awful.
No bueno.

Their super burritos are generally the size of your arm!