Going by the 1936 Dodge peeking out from behind the sign, this photo from Life magazine probably dates from the mid-to-late 1930s. This was a time when restaurants selling Mexican food called it “Spanish” because of anti-Mexican racism. You could still call them enchiladas and tamales but just don’t refer to them as Mexican food. This place sold a bit of everything, including sizzling stakes on metal plates and burgers with fries for 15 cents. And it gave you the option to “eat in your car” which would have still been quite a novelty back then.
Yummm! Those “sizzling stakes.” Taste just like charcoal for some reason. Guess I won’t order one well done next time.
Seriously, though, I can’t imagine balancing a steak in my lap, metal plate or not, while sitting in my car. I’d be wearing it in no time.
Yummm! Those “sizzling stakes.” Taste just like charcoal for some reason. Guess I won’t order one well done next time.
Seriously, though, I can’t imagine balancing a steak in my lap, metal plate or not, while sitting in my car. I’d be wearing it in no time.
I agree, Gail. Sizzling plates while eating in your car seems like an invitation to disaster, doesn’t it?!?!?