The Wandering Tamale Hustlers of Montrose
I was hanging out at the Harp (1625 Richmond 713-528-7827) sucking on cheap beers when she showed up. No, I don't mean a Tamale Hustler. Some crazy girl who looked like Peppermint Patty showed up at the bar with a paddle with holes in it and everything. We took several on the ass and ordered another round.
Soon after, the Tamale Hustler showed up. We bought the standard dozen for $6. The tamales were so freaking good. Our favorite is the pork tamales with salsa verde. Some cities have street venders who sell bad-ass hot dogs and hot sandwiches after hours for drunk people - you know, the ones wandering around like urban zombies looking for cabs and one-night stands. But in Houston, we have the Tamale Hustlers. After filling our stomach with some amazing masa treats, we were ready to take another on the bare ass.