The cyclists arrive at sunrise, rolling through Chicago’s Latino neighborhoods and stopping at tamale carts, elote stands and candy stalls. They buy out every last item — every tamale, every corn cob, every bundle of sweets. Then they load up the food and deliver it to shelters and families in need
AP’s title could be a bit better by specifying that Chicagoans are buying out all of the vendor’s stock.
“Buy him out boys.”
Putting your money where your mouth is!
Maybe they can be hired to cook for a block of homes in some neighborhood. Everyone gets fresh mex-american dinner.
I miss street tamales
Some of the greatest tamales you’ll ever have are sold out of dude’s trunk
My Nanna used to do that! Now, she sells them in bulk to the local Mexican restaurant.
Some of the best restaurants are in strip malls in my area because the rent is cheap.
I’d eat all the elote like the fat fuck I am.
I’m sure you keep all the restaurants in business, SatansMaggotyCumFart.
How tf have I made it 45 years without having tried elote?
Find the nearest one you can and eat it as soon as possible.
Eat it but once and you never go back.
Make it a goal. I’m in my 40s and basically had it fairly recently as well. It’s delicious!
Nary a sane mind exists that would fault you for it.
