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Take one 8-yr-old boy in good condition. Wind him up during the day with a trip to the bread factory. Remove from factory one souvenir cap, one hairnet, and one mini-loaf of white bread (with the company's compliments). Upon return from the factory, put boy in car and drive to Taco Time. Feed boy one Taco Time Jr. Soft Taco, with tater tots and crispitos (!?!)*. Boy is now fueled and rarin' to go.
As boy, upon re-entering the car on the way to elder brother's therapy session, spot bread. Note to self that boy is ESPECIALLY fond of fresh bread. Eat entire loaf of mini bread in one sitting when mom isn't looking. Upon arrival, run around LOTS.
Time passes.
Bread expands.
Upon arrival home, go play quietly in room. Roughly an hour and 1/2 later, emerge, stating "My tummy does not feel so good." Go to the bathroom and complain when mom gives you two chewable kid's Pepto tablets. Take them anyway. Upon attempting to take them, note that bubble gum is not a pleasant flavor.
Yarf.
Following yarfing, note that tummy feels much better and head off cheerfully to bed, hugging your bemused mother as you pass by. Ask for lullabye while hugging teddy bear. Sleep.
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*Note: I will never so long as I live understand the place that is Taco Time. I would not have thought it possible to get Mexican food wrong in any more Anglo way than Taco Bell, and yet there it is! Tater tots. Ranch dressing on tacos. I am astounded.
As boy, upon re-entering the car on the way to elder brother's therapy session, spot bread. Note to self that boy is ESPECIALLY fond of fresh bread. Eat entire loaf of mini bread in one sitting when mom isn't looking. Upon arrival, run around LOTS.
Time passes.
Bread expands.
Upon arrival home, go play quietly in room. Roughly an hour and 1/2 later, emerge, stating "My tummy does not feel so good." Go to the bathroom and complain when mom gives you two chewable kid's Pepto tablets. Take them anyway. Upon attempting to take them, note that bubble gum is not a pleasant flavor.
Yarf.
Following yarfing, note that tummy feels much better and head off cheerfully to bed, hugging your bemused mother as you pass by. Ask for lullabye while hugging teddy bear. Sleep.
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*Note: I will never so long as I live understand the place that is Taco Time. I would not have thought it possible to get Mexican food wrong in any more Anglo way than Taco Bell, and yet there it is! Tater tots. Ranch dressing on tacos. I am astounded.
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Date: 2007-07-20 05:54 pm (UTC)From:Now, I go to feed the gullet more Royal Crown. AWAY!
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Date: 2007-07-20 06:42 pm (UTC)From:Maybe if they put shredded cabbage on the tacos. That might be more wrong in an Anglo manner.
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Date: 2007-07-21 12:15 am (UTC)From:Wow. I don't suppose there's any chance they're being deliberately ironic?
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Date: 2007-07-21 01:31 am (UTC)From:"I don't know if you're anywhere near Ballard, but if you are and you visit the Sunday market there, look for 'Epicurean Empire' (think that's the name) ice cream - my buddy Aaron's brand new venture, launching this weekend. It will be damn good ice cream. If I wasn't here in New Zealand I'd be there myself."
Tell 'em Morgan sent you!
Taco Time
Date: 2007-07-25 04:17 pm (UTC)From:And as an Angeleno, I find it (almost) impossible to find anything that qualifies as Mexican food here in Seattle.
(full disclosure: I like the tater tots)
Re: Taco Time
Date: 2007-07-25 05:43 pm (UTC)From:Re: Taco Time
Date: 2007-07-25 06:38 pm (UTC)From:Everyone always swears by Mama's Mexican Kitchen in Belltown, and it's ok (if it hasn't been bulldozed for condos) but for my money the best is El Puerco Lloron on the Pike Hillclimb (a Mexican-American friend of mine walked in and with tears in his eyes, said "I'm home")
In my 'hood, people swear by Jalisco and Rosita's, and they're ok.