There's a line out the door for the taco bar. Just tell the nice man what you want, and he dishes it right up for you. (Actually, he wasn't a nice man, he was sort of surly, but hey, he's slingin' good tacos, so who cares?) They do serve other things at this place, but did I mention... taco bar?
So, you'll be getting the tacos. We got the Chorizo, the Al Pastor, the Pollo Asado, and the Carne Asada. Also two agua frescas, a cantaloupe and a hibiscus. (We ordered that hibiscus out of a sense of obligation to try as many different things as possible. But seriously, when you can get a cantaloupe agua fresca, don't order anything else.)
Usually when I order up some Pollo instead of some Carne, it's because I'm trying to eat less red meat, and I want to be good (insofar as eating tacos can be considered dietarily "good" at all). Then I gnaw on some dry, stringy chicken, and gaze with envy at other people's delicious tacos. But Taqueria Vallarta turns all that on its head. Nalani and I both agreed that the Pollo Asado was hands-down the best, by far. The Chorizo was a distant second, but Nalani says she'd just go back and order four chicken tacos.