One Saturday at sunset, my parents cheerfully herded us into the minivan after announcing that we were going to get ice cream. Half an hour later, we were clustered around a table in the outdoor dining area of a Fosters Freeze, enjoying our cones. The sky turned dark, and stars began to twinkle. With our desserts finished, we headed back home. As we passed the river, Dad told us this spooky legend…
LA Taco | August 27, 2026