Forget the Alamo. San Antonio is all about the breakfast taco. And the ones they’re serving at an old What-A-Burger out on an access road off the interstate? This is the real deal. It’s a jukebox joint with cheery Mexican TV playing in the background. I went for the Machado Plate – meat, egg, onions, tomatoes, refrieds on corn tortillas. Yes, it does sound like a Lyle Lovett ballad. And it’s that good. Soak it all up in the fantastic red and green sauce. This is a taco town. Start here.