Bushwick has a lot of freaking tacos. In my search for the ultimate, thought I’d find a few places, like maybe five, and then write up the best. But then it turned into seven, and then 10, and then every block I was stopping into another taco place. There were so many tacos eaten that my clothes stopped fitting. I figured I was pregnant. Which would have been a total bummer. But nope, it’s just that I ate so many damn tacos. Here, the highlights in my journey of 6,253 calories.