Finally found a decent tortas place, but coming from LA my sense is off in PDX - where there “should” be southern Mexican food there’s northern, where there should be Guatemalan is southern, where there should be Salvadoran is Guatemalan.

Got the Zeta boy - asada, chorizo, and mozzarella. And before you get pissy, ‘dwracu, the Mexicans make 82nd less brutal drugged-up ethnic gangy, displacing the white power methheads.