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Showing posts with label taco bell. Show all posts

Good Morning Mexican Food

By Glenn 

Good morning. Let's take this very low brow. Most of my posts and even the recent writings of my compatriots have been too sophisticated for even a New York Review of Books. Instead of writing about GOP Senate primaries or Quasars, I'm going to talk about Mexican food. As a vegetarian, I enjoy Mexican food because there are so many meatless options and because even the food that involves dead animals or children has been blessed by a Catholic Priest.


Today's Weather

En la Ciudad Juárez, there has been a lot of heat and I don't just mean from the summer sun! I mean from mass murder and relentless drug-related violence. The stories from Juarez are so brutal they make the post-Katrina Superdome look like my last family reunion. The record high is 115 degrees and 115 bodies of a rival drug cartel found in a very shallow, superficial grave. I would like to visit Juarez sometime before President Calderon cleans it up.


Today's Mexican Food
I could do something easy here, like the quesadilla. Mispronounced in movies such as Napoleon Dynamite and the sequel to Wall Street (Wall Street 2: Revenge of the Fallen), this is a delicious type of Mexican food we all love. But I would instead like to go with something a little less conventional: the chalupa.
For the first 35 years of my life I did not know what a chalupa was, or have any idea the role it might have in going into my mouth. One day I tried one and I was blown away, like Jeff Bridges in the movie Blown Away. Chalupas have more vegetables than a cheese quesadilla, meaning they are more healthy. And they've all been molested and subsequently blessed by Catholic Priest. Next time you're in Taco Bell, the only Mexican restaurant left in New York, please order a chalupa and mention this article to get another chalupa free.


Today's Mexican Fast Food Restaurant
I again will pivot away from the easy answer: Taco Bell. Sure, Taco Bell is great, owned by Pepsi and has cheap vegetarian options. But lest we forgot about its smaller, disabled cousin Taco John's.

I was first exposed to Taco John's during the beautiful summer month of July in the beautiful summer state of North Dakota. How excited was I to see Potato Olés! Taco Tuesdays provided you with Taco's for only 99 cents each. That's a great deal when you consider how much it much cost to run a place like Taco John's - the health code violations alone probably account for 40% of their monthly expenses. My point is that Taco John's is often forgotten but they can provide great, cheap meals to vegetarians and humans. Plus they get tax credits for hiring quadriplegics.


Today's Prediction
The quadriplegics hired by Taco Bell will unionize in North Dakota, surprising everyone there for a multitude of reasons. A Catholic Priest from Juarez will fly into town to support the unionization effort of the mostly Hispanic and white working class workforce, bringing with him enough chalupas to feed the multitudes.

Good morning from OYIT

By Ingrid


Truly, nothing is more degrading than being 25 years old and waiting in line to see a Harry Potter movie, but that’s just where I found myself this last Sunday afternoon. As I stood there, unintentionally mingling with a horde of squealing prepubescent girls wearing long robes and pointed hats and lightning bolt-shaped scars painted on their foreheads with their mothers’ eyeliner, I would've committed suicide but I’ve invested way too much in the Harry Potter empire to let it go now. I read the first book when I was 15. Reading Harry Potter in my circle of nerdy friends was sort of like doing cocaine in other, more hip circles: it was technically okay if you didn’t do it, but you really sort of had to if you ever hoped to achieve alpha status and/or get a date to the Honors Luncheon. I borrowed a copy, and the next thing I know it’s ten years later and I’m standing in this epically long line, squashed between a nervous 13 yr old couple on what was evidently a first date [I surmised this because they didn't talk or make eye contact the entire time] and a thirty-something male wearing an oversized, grease-stained tee shirt that said “Gandalf is My Homeboy” [WRONG WIZARD. You’re the type of incomprehensible human being who stands on your chair during a Bob Dylan concert and yells “Freeeeeebird!!” aren’t you? AREN’T YOU?!].

Anyway, after sitting through the two-and-a-half hour-long movie, I only have two observations: a) the actor who plays Ron was a really ugly kid who miraculously turned out to be okay-looking and b) the actor who plays Harry was a cute kid who turned out to be really awkward. C’est la vie, Daniel Radcliffe and Rupert Something. At least you weren’t ugly kids who turned out to be awkward, which is what happened to me.


Strange Messages I Have Received on Taco Bell Border Sauce™ Packets

Will you marry me?

If a man proposed to me with a packet of Taco Bell Border Sauce™ (Hot), I just might be tempted to say yes, even though I am, by principle, against marriage. After all, the third ingredient is jalapeno peppers – a known aphrodisiac. How could I resist? Nevermind that the second ingredient is tomato paste (which makes my thumbs break out in a strange rash) and the first ingredient is water (nothing is less attractive than a cheapskate who waters down his salsa). No, if a man proposed to me with such a packet, I might just look past the fact that the ninth ingredient is sodium benzoate and marry him anyway, if only to spite my mom, who is against processed foods in all forms and boycotts Taco Bell because of their tomatoes.

Will you scratch my back?

If there’s anything I want to avoid thinking about when I’m eating a big, sloppy Seven Layer Bean Burrito™, it’s how dead skin collects under your fingernails when you scratch someone’s back. So, no, I won’t scratch your back, Sauce Packet, at least not until I’m done eating my burrito. And even then I would prefer if you were tested for STDs and skin conditions first. Can sauce packets contract STDs??

This space for rent. Inquire within.

Are you telling me, Taco Bell Border Sauce™ (Fire), that that there is a little Taco Bell employee inside each of your packets, waiting patiently amongst the tomato paste and sodium benzoate to tell me about urgent corporate advertising opportunities? Ha! Like I’m going to fall for that one! The last time I obeyed a message I read on a condiment packet I ended up with ingredient in my eye, and I would be lying if I said that was fun.

On that note, have a good morning, OYIT, and please stop inappropriately assessing the physical appearances of actors who are a good eight years younger than you.