Tenochititlan is a little bodega on Astoria Boulevard; I'd seen its canopy some weeks ago, and made a point of going back to check it. I ordered a taco and a quesadilla. This is, for lack of a better term, real Mexican food, not Taco Bell. They might even have pressed the tortilla from masa right then. I was already hungry, and got a little impatient, but bided my time. That was a wise decision; it was food waiting for: the taco was pretty good, the quesadilla superb. Eight bucks for both.
I parked on the north side of Astoria Boulevard, not far from the street named for General Andrew Atkinson (A.A.) Humphreys. Not a major figure, but remembered. Noted, anyway.
I went to the QBPL branch, even knowing it was closed (why remains a mystery)
I had wanted to visit the Trolley Car Triangle, but didn't: rush hour was creeping up, schools were about to let out, and I skipped it. I did get this picture (no, I wasn't driving; I had stopped for a red light).
Why this neighborhood is named East Elmhurst remains a mystery. I shall endeavor to solve that.