So you just walked the Tacoma Farmers Market. You’ve got a reusable tote full of arugula, three heirloom radishes, and a deep sense that you now understand soil on a spiritual level.
You’re holding a jar of artisanal pickles that cost more than your college textbooks.
You’re hungry.
You pretend you’re not.
But the growl in your stomach just asked if it could speak to a manager.
And that’s where Lechon Loco comes in.
We’re not produce. We’re pork.
We’re not jam samples. We’re garlic rice.
We’re the next logical step on your journey from “I’m just browsing” to “I could eat three tacos and still have room for dessert.”
You’ve been good. You supported local agriculture. You learned what a microgreen is.
You pet a goat. It did not consent.
You deserve a reward. A big one. Preferably made of pork belly.
Lechon Loco is three minutes from downtown Tacoma.
We’re what happens when Filipino flavor, American comfort food, and Mexican attitude all collide on a plate that probably shouldn’t be trusted to hold that much joy.
We’re the after-party to your foraging session.
The brunch to your balsamic.
The hot plate to your heirloom lettuce.
Let’s be honest—those little cubes of organic cheese they give out?
They’re not dinner.
They’re an insult.
A cube of goat cheddar is not a meal. It’s bait.
At Lechon Loco, we don’t do cubes.
We do slabs.
Chunks.
Lechon belly with the crunch of your dreams and the flavor of your favorite mistake.
Hungry after the market? Of course you are. You walked past seven bakeries and smelled three types of bread you can’t pronounce.
You need something that’s gonna hug your insides like a pork-scented security blanket.
Pick your protein. Lechon belly, adobo chicken, longganisa sausage. Or shrimp if you’re feeling coastal.
We give you a big scoop of garlic rice that tastes like your Filipino best friend’s grandma made it while scolding you for not calling her more.
Top it with a fried egg? Sure.
We don’t know your life.
We just know it’ll taste better with crispy edges.
And the best part? It doesn’t wilt.
No offense to lettuce.
But garlic rice never needs rinsing.
It just shows up and performs.
Listen, we love the market. We do.
It’s colorful. It’s charming.
But if your plan was to go home and spiralize a zucchini... maybe don’t.
Come to Lechon Loco instead.
Where brunch doesn’t require a mandoline.
Where we’ve never uttered the phrase “nutritional yeast.”
Where flavor still has seasoning, fat still has flavor, and nobody asks if you’ve tried oat milk.
Sunday brunch at Lechon Loco is not for the faint of appetite.
It’s for the folks who want their eggs with a side of personality and their pancakes with a deep cultural identity crisis.
Try our Griddle Stacks—buttermilk pancakes stacked taller than your compost bin.
Try our Eggscetera—eggs any way you like ‘em, especially if “how you like ‘em” involves garlic, jalapeños, and protein that once had dreams.
Our Cold Bowls and Brunch Bowls are like what would happen if a salad got invited to a backyard barbecue and actually enjoyed itself for once.
You’ve had lemonade.
You’ve had cold brew.
But have you had purple cinnamon rice milk with attitude?
We call it Ube Horchata.
You call it: “Wait… what is this and can I get another one?”
It’s cold.
It’s creamy.
It pairs perfectly with tacos, brunch, salads, and regret.
Pro tip: Don’t sip. Chug. Then get another.
Repeat until it becomes part of your emotional support system.
Think of us as the place you go when you’ve done enough “walking around with intent.”
We’re where your reusable bag goes to rest.
Where your eco-friendly vibes meet their delicious, sizzling, fried counterpart.
You’ve touched vegetables today. That’s noble.
Now come touch a taco.
🌞 Walked the Farmers Market? Cool.
🌮 Craving food that doesn’t whisper but yells? That’s us.
🐖 Lechon Belly. Adobo Chicken. Pancit. Shrimp. Breakfast all day.
🍚 Garlic rice like a lullaby with crunch.
🧊 Ube Horchata = Summer in a cup.
📍 3511 McKinley Ave, Tacoma, WA 98404
☎️ (253) 357-1913
You deserve more than a basil sprig and existential hunger.
Come to Lechon Loco after the Tacoma Farmers Market.
Refuel. Rehydrate. Re-evaluate your relationship with pork.
Order online. Or walk in like the legend you are.
Just don’t bring your kale chips.
They’ll get jealous.
© 2025, Lechon Loco, all rights reserved. Created and managed by 1 Stop Link. Images & icons used on the website are either original, free or purchased on pexels.com, unsplash.com, vecteezy.com, fontawesome.com or other platforms.
