“Taco Mayo my funeral, baby!”
Walking down Classen to check my mail at the always reliable Classen Tag Agency, as I went past the long-standing Taco Mayo, 2915 N. Classen, my soul shuttered and shuddered as, after years of continually teetering on the brink of pico de extinction, the Tex-Mex fast-food place was finally closed for good—and I never got a final serving of Potato Locos.
“No sabes lo que tienes hasta que se ha ido!” I heard the badly translated ghosts of Taco Mayos past whisper through the trees.
Taco Mayo is Oklahoma’s own, and the store on Classen did everything in its power to prove that. From the drive-thru intercom system that felt like getting rabbit-punched in the vocal chords to the untenable wait when you ordered on the inside, never knowing if you were going to get what you requested or something possibly better, it was truly a magical place.

