Fish taco
What to orderThe dish the city took from Baja and made its own
A piece of white fish, battered and fried, in a corn tortilla with shredded cabbage, a thin white sauce, salsa and a squeeze of lime. It comes from the coast of Baja California, just to the south, and it was a San Diego student who brought it north and built a chain on it in the 1980s. Judge a place by whether the fish is fried to order.
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What to orderThe local burrito, with the fries inside
Grilled beef, cheese, guacamole or sour cream and a handful of French fries, rolled in a flour tortilla. No rice, no beans. The fries are not a gimmick; they are the starch, and the whole thing is a San Diego taco-shop invention, built to be a complete meal held in one hand.
Check it on WikidataCarne asada fries
What to orderThe same idea, open, to share late at night
A tray of French fries buried under grilled beef, melted cheese, guacamole and sour cream, eaten with a fork. It originated here, in the city's Mexican-American taco shops, and it is not a side dish: one order feeds two or three.
Check it on WikidataWest Coast IPA
What to orderThe local beer, and how to order it
A pale, clear, very bitter ale built around American hops — pine and grapefruit rather than malt — and the style this county's breweries made their name on. Ask for a flight: four or five small glasses, which is the sensible approach to beers this strong.
Check it on WikidataLittle Italy
Where to lookA neighbourhood to walk and eat through
A few blocks north of downtown that were home to the Italian and Portuguese families of the tuna fleet, when this city called itself the tuna capital of the world. The boats are gone and the restaurants remain, joined by many of the city's newer kitchens. Come on the morning of the weekly farmers' market, and stay for lunch; in the evening, book.
Check it on WikidataBarrio Logan
Where to lookMexican-American San Diego, with the murals
The historic heart of the city's Chicano community, south-east of downtown, where the concrete pillars under the bay bridge were painted from the 1970s into the largest collection of outdoor murals in the country. Eat first, then walk to the park under the bridge.
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