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I have no idea why anyone would ever go near a Taco Bell when we have Taco Time in Seattle.

And yes, I know and

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I Ate This: Taco Time Veggie Soft Taco Combo

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I have no idea why anyone would ever go near a Taco Bell when we have Taco Time in Seattle.

And yes, I know and love the increasing number of authentic, family-operated taco trucks we have in the area. I frequent Cafe Moose, and when a craving for an Agua Verde Tunarita hits, I brave the crowds and typically order spicy catfish tacos to go with it. There are a decent handful of places in the area to have a reasonably authentic experience (though none compare to adventures like this), but I think comparing these places to Taco Time is ridiculous.

Taco Time isn't Mexican food, but that's just fine. Hell, we may as well have a culinary constitutional amendment stating anything accompanied by ranch dressing can only be claimed as Ameri-trash cuisine. Anyone who engages in an argument about Taco Time's lack of authenticity is the epicurean equivalent of those jackasses who insist they just LOVE Lou Reed's Metal Machine Music, but think the Velvet Underground is garbage. Get over yourself, seriously. This meal is accompanied by something called "Mexi-Fries", for chrissakes. I don't think they are trying to fool anybody.

So what exactly are we dealing with here? In short: a whole wheat tortilla, pinto beans, iceberg lettuce, sharp cheddar cheese, impossibly rich ranch dressing, and an assortment of diced vegetables (red bell pepper and celery, among them), plus a handful of black olives and sunflower seeds. You will notice that my ranch is on the side. I assure you, I'm not one of those annoying everything-on-the-side girls, but in the case of Taco Time, a ranch on the side request is essential. Left inside the tortilla, the thickness of the ranch is irretrievably compromised by heat and runs everywhere. Things get soggy, flavors are washed out, and most distressfully, the opportunity to dip the Mexi-Fries in the ranch is lost entirely.

One final note, somewhat confidential to TT: This meal was enjoyed at your Wallingford location. Very nice people work there, and I have no real complaints (besides, complaining about fast food is a practice best reserved for those in the early stage of dementia). However, I have to question your judgement in continuing to display a clip from Seattle Weekly, circa 1990, in which your "futuristic" architecture is applauded. Granted, I'm not sure where we were coming from with such an observation to begin with, but it's 2008, and that yellowing clip in a cheap frame isn't doing you any favors aesthetically. Don't worry, I'm still your number one fan.

 
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