The light at the top of a small hill in Bushwick is now a taqueria, situated inside the location of what was once a curiously located sushi joint around the corner from a crowded French restaurant. The rustle of the overhead M train can be heard at opportune moments; across the street bent-up pieces of metal sit unclaimed. The American dream is elusive and it was not to be found wrapped in sheets of seaweed. So, onward they moved to guacamole, chips and a surprising amount of cacti, which shows up on their new menu far more often than at most of the neighborhood’s taco stops.

The latest dream of Brian and Monica Rangel, a husband and wife, whose child can generally be seen in a stroller nearby, Tacos Molly has been remade in a bath of color and intricate design. Here, your cliché Frida Kahlo-inspired taqueria meets  meets the cultural brushwork of Latinx culture.

Sombreros hang on a lamp that illuminates a black and white photograph of Roberto Clemente in the corner. A nearby clock is made of silver utensils, and another is made of dominos, and along the wall hang votive candles illustrated with the faces of John Lennon and William Shakespeare. The furniture is similarly homemade.