The tacos Hondurenos ($8.99) were good, but not as mind-blowing as the other items we ordered. They were essentially flautas or tacquitos, tightly rolled and fried corn tortillas with chicken, a tomato sauce, cheese, and lettuce on top. The order of two baleadas ($7.99), on the other hand, was a revelation. If God ate breakfast, this flour tortilla stuffed with eggs, beans, sour cream, cheese, and avocado, would be His go-to. It would be an ideal brunch with a nice, spicy Bloody Mary. Which brings us to the only downside of Mi Comalito-they don't have a liquor license. In our minds, it is borderline barbaric to eat food this good without alcoholic libations to accompany it. But they say they should have a license soon. And while the booze helps wash down forgettable food at a lot of the places we go, at Mi Comalito the food helped us forget the lack of alcohol altogether-and it kept our tremendous meal for six under $80.