El Torito

Deep fried ice cream at El Torito. It used to be one of our favorite places to eat. We hadn't eaten there in a year.

Mugging for the camera.


For some reason, I looked blue in all the pics...so I put my hand up to see if maybe it was my make-up? Hmm....don't know. My hand looks kinda blue.


She wouldn't wear the little bullhorn hat for her pic. Of course not.


Juan actually worked as a server at El Torito when we first moved to Bakersfield. For about 2 weeks. The gay cook scared him a bit. Or was it a gay waiter? All I know is there was a gay guy who would try to grope the waiters. He'd do it when they had their hands full, like carrying a tray of food or something and couldn't defend themselves. I'll have to say Juan would have dropped the tray of food if it happened to him. Luckily it never happened to him. He didn't stay long enough to chance that.

The boys gettin' rowdy!!! Which always means it's time to go.