Mexico City: Night Tacos & Mezcal Food Tour with Dinner

Summary

Late-night taco crawl and mezcal tastings in the heart of Mexico City

You’ll follow your nose (and your guide) through Mexico City’s buzzing streets for late-night tacos, mezcal tasting led by a true mezcalero, and stories at landmarks like the House of Tiles. Expect laughter over salsas, city lights at Monumento a la Revolución, and flavors that stick with you long after you leave.

Step-by-step itinerary

Day 1 — Evening tour of Mexico City landmarks

• Listen to Mexico City stories
• Learn about Monumento a la Revolución

Top questions

Is dinner included on this Mexico City taco & mezcal tour?

Yes, dinner is included along with all tastings during the tour.

Does this night food tour include transportation?

Yes, transport by air-conditioned minivan is provided for guests.

Are vegetarian or vegan options available on this tour?

No, this tour is not recommended for vegetarians or vegans.

Is the Mexico City taco & mezcal tour wheelchair accessible?

Yes, all areas and surfaces are wheelchair accessible.

What is the minimum drinking age for mezcal tasting?

The minimum drinking age is 18 years old for all alcohol tastings.

Can infants or small children join this evening food tour?

Yes, infants and small children can ride in a pram or stroller on this tour.

Will we visit famous landmarks during this food tour?

Yes, you’ll see places like the House of Tiles and Monumento a la Revolución at night.

Are public transportation options nearby after the tour ends?

Yes, public transportation options are available close to where the tour finishes.

What’s included

Your evening includes pickup by air-conditioned minivan, all taco and beverage tastings (including beer), dinner at local spots in Mexico City’s center, guided mezcal tasting led by an expert mezcalero, plus your friendly local guide throughout the night before returning together afterward.

What’s the experience like?

There was this sharp sizzle from the grill before I even saw the taco stand — you know that sound when fat hits hot metal? That’s what pulled me in. Our guide, Mariana, waved us over like we were old friends. She started telling us about the House of Tiles right there on the corner — blue-and-white tiles catching streetlight, people passing by with their own stories. I tried to snap a photo but honestly, it didn’t do justice to how alive everything felt.

I didn’t expect to laugh so much over tacos. We crowded around a tiny table, elbows bumping, as Mariana explained why each salsa had its own “personality.” She dared me to try the green one (I did — big mistake). There was this smoky smell everywhere, mixed with something sweet I couldn’t place. Maybe roasted pineapple? Or maybe just my brain trying to keep up. The Monumento a la Revolución looked different at night too — kind of softer under all those city lights.

The mezcal tasting was a whole thing in itself. Our mezcalero poured tiny glasses and told us about agave like he was talking about an old friend. He made us sniff first — earthy, almost grassy — then sip slow. I tried to say “salud” properly and Li laughed at my accent (fair enough). By then I’d stopped worrying about looking like a tourist and just let myself enjoy it. The van ride back felt quiet in a good way. I still think about that first bite of taco al pastor when I’m hungry late at night.