Taco Bell

Okay, so I don’t typically consider writing reviews for fast food places due to the fact that it’s ridiculous to whine and cry about how your meal came out because the bar is set pretty low to begin with, but hey, you only live once. The quality of food is pretty much across the board the same at Taco Bells, so I don’t really have anything to be upset about when my master chef didn’t warm my beautifully crafted bean burrito to my liking, but I’m in a complaining mood since I’m procrastinating from studying for my Neuroscience final, so boom I’m right, you’re wrong. The one valid complaint I have about my food was how poorly my mini quesadilla was made. You’d think it’d be pretty easy to fold a tortilla in half filled with whatever delicious artery-​clogging goodness they put in it, but apparently the employee was busy fighting off a pack of bears that somehow made it inside the restaurant, and only after losing 8 of his ten fingers and using one hand to apply pressure to the wound from which he was losing a significant amount of blood did he try to fold the quesadilla. Needless to say, it wasn’t exactly an A effort, but he did do a good job considering the circumstances he was dealing with. I hope it’s better the next time I buy food here, because why would I ever stop going to Taco Bell? It’s the crack of food. It’s horrible for you, causes significant negative health effects, and makes you hate yourself half an hour after you eat it, but my god, it is so worth it when you take the first bite and get hit with a rush of blissful euphoria as oxytocin and dopamine floods your brain. In that moment, one experiences infinity. Well maybe it’s not that good, but screw it, it was only $ 2.

This location has improved a lot since my previous review in 2013. The foods been cooked well and the service has been swift.