Taco Bell

Taco Bell was once a cultural staple of the millennial generation. Every demographic melted into the drive thru line, like various cosmic bodies slipping over the event horizon of a black hole. It didn’t matter what you were before you got there, you’re here now, and you’re all the same stream of matter, steadily flowing into an inevitable outcome.
There was simplistic beauty to it.
Once upon a time.
Nowadays, the magic is lost.
We didn’t care about the silicone meat filler. We didn’t care about ecoli lettuce. We didn’t care about the racist Taco Bell dog, or even the fact that the entire menu was a hyper capitalized assault on the very idea of actual Mexican cuisine, like a Phyrexian monstrosity, just a carapace of its former self, turned into something new and horrendous and terrifying but a tiny bit beautiful.
We didn’t mind any of that.
We arrived by caravan; drunken and slack jawed, red eyed, sleep deprived, rowdy, horny, amped up, tuned out, turned up, all of it.
But what we’re met with now is a phantom of a memory. It resembles our deepest needs in form, but leaves us empty and alone. Wanting more. Chasing that high we got once upon a time when the world was so full of possibility and the unknown, yet there we were collected around the parking lot in a cacophony that only could have been composed of people feeling invincible and looking towards the future.
We wanted that high again.
What we got were micro-plastics. Dying heat lamps. Discontinued menu items. Substance abuse. Trauma. Isolation.
My nacho fries were in the danger zone by the time I drove to my apartment, 3 blocks away. As if the gods themselves said “No, these are not my children any longer.”
My gordita, perfectly room temperature, as if intentionally kept far away from both the radiating protection of the heat lamp, and the cool breeze of refrigeration. Existing in a purgatory of neither good nor bad. Not notable enough for either title.
The meals are in a superposition, both digested and not. The ingredients are caricatures of their original forms. Like Swedish fish, calling on your memory and your deepest desires to will themselves into an existence you might find permissible in the context of the failed American dream that you’ve been sold. That you’ve been duped into.
Your hopes and dreams no better than the delusions of an addict chasing that one perfect feeling, where the worlds problems melt away and for one instant of time and space you don’t care, everything is fine, the pain melts away into a bliss of zen, where the outlines of your body slip away, and you bleed into the world around you, buzzing with pure acceptance and total oneness, the mental prisons of “otherness” melting away as if they were never really there all along.
A liminal space where you can live with not only the terribly brutal and flawed world around you, but also the warped and tortured soul inside of you just searching for temporary solace, unconcerned with the trials and tribulations you’ve endured or the resulting gumption and resilience and drive that pushed you forward from what feels now like such a long time ago.

Now… you wait in line, much as before, but all that awaits you is the heat death of the universe. Your crunch wrap supreme is a microcosm for Newtonian physics playing out over a grandiose scale, so incomprehensible to your battered and micro-plastic stunted mind that it’s no longer comical.
You wait in line for entropy, failing to recognize that it comes for us all, whether we enter the line or not.

The service was fast tho.

Wanted to wash my hands but both bathrooms where out of order. I don't visit this one to far out of my way thank

Atmosphere: 2

Food: 3

Service: 5

Everything here cost $3 more than at other TacoBells. Owner of franchise is definitely price gouging 👎🏽

Atmosphere: 1

Food: 1

Service: 1

It's Taco Bell...

Vegetarian options: You can ask for things not to be included in a menu item like the meat

Atmosphere: 3

Food: 3

Service: 3

Do not go here. Our food was served with plastic cooked into the meal!

Food: 1

Food was good Small portions fast service just not the best neighborhood

Atmosphere: 3

Food: 4

Service: 4

It is terrible service as well as illegal to “round up” for your donations without permission from the customer.

Service: 1

Go here if you want your order if you want them to be rude and disrespectful for you and mess up your food every time

Atmosphere: 1

Food: 1

Service: 1

Fast and never any screw ups. Not a fan of fast food but it was edible.

Atmosphere: 4

Food: 4

Service: 4

Recommended dishes: Cheesy Gordita Crunch

Not only did I find hair in my food I found someone’s finger NAIL. All in the same item.

Atmosphere: 1

Food: 1

Service: 1

Isn't a nacho suppose to have cheese so you can see it? I told the person taking the order that I want cheese on my nachos.

First off I have to be pretty hungry to eat something at Taco Bell. So I was hungry on my way to work. Your quality food on a scale of 1 - 10, is a -4.

I'm done with your slop!

Atmosphere: 1

Food: 1

Service: 1

Recommended dishes: Nachos

My friends and i ordered on the kiosk and we got three meals one of them we ordered sour cream which we paid +0.80 and yhete was none on it. The second thing is that none of the employees have hairnets nor there hair pulled up and found hair in my food

Atmosphere: 1

Food: 4

Service: 4

Paid for items I didn't get in my order. This happens every other time I go thru the drive thru

Atmosphere: 2

Food: 3

Service: 1

Food ok. Wish the portion size was bigger for the combos.

Atmosphere: 4

Food: 4

Service: 4

Recommended dishes: Quesadilla

I go here all the time for lunch, the one time i try to order it they delayed my order 2 times and then cancelled it after about 20 minutes making it so I literally cant get lunch today

Atmosphere: 3

Food: 3

Service: 1