This taco didn’t just land—it floated in with flair. The egg was so fluffy, cradled in a steaming, freshly pressed tortilla still warm from the griddle. Thick-cut tender belly bacon brought the perfect crisp—smoky and rich. Each bite balanced the crunch with creamy, generous Monterey Jack. Roja sauce added a warm, flavorful kick—spicy enough to keep things interesting, but never overwhelming. The tomatillo sauce delivered a bright, tart contrast, bursting with flavor and just enough tang to wake up the palate. The patron sauce, mild but deeply savory, rounded everything out with a subtle heat that lingered in the best way. This wasn’t just breakfast—it was a minor miracle wrapped in paper. Like its namesake, Ladybird, this taco didn’t just show up on the plate. It soared.