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Turkey Tacos with a Side of Creepy


Let me tell you about my Del Taco visit the other night. Spoiler alert - it was creepy!

I stopped in after work to try the new Del Taco Turkey Tacos. 33% less fat? Yes, please!


The Del Taco near my office serves breakfast 24/7, so I also picked up a couple of $1 breakfast burritos. I'm sure they were low-fat too. I'd been craving one of their yummy ham, egg, and cheese breakfast biscuit sandwiches, but the price has gone up.

Bah.


Not a bad dinner for under $5, right?

 

Especially after I chopped each taco in half to create 2 meals (cue evil, cheapskate laugh - muah ha ha!)

Sexy Nerd enjoyed the tacos...and he had absolutely no idea what I'd fed him was reduced fat (muah ha ha!) My only complaint about the new menu item is that $1.29 seems a bit steep for one taco. That's more than I pay for tacos at our favorite local Mexican restaurant, El Patron - and those come with complimentary chips, salsa, and sopaipillas! In the future, I'll be much more likely to purchase the Del Taco Turkey Tacos if their price drops to $1.09 each.


Still, this was an extra great deal because the cashier gave me a coupon for my next visit, along with the customer satisfaction survey for more freebies that was at the bottom of my receipt. If you stop by Del Taco soon, you'll probably get the same nifty coupon. Finish reading this, then go to Del Taco. Go! Before they run out!

 
You know what I just noticed? Look in the lower right hand corner. The coupon expired before I even received it! That means Del Taco has to accept it forever, right?

The cashier also offered me a free cup of water while I waited. As a former Taco Bell employee, who was forced to charge customers 5 cents for a "courtesy" cup of water and was only allowed to hand out 1 sauce packet per 2 food items purchased (yes, the Robert and Linda Alvarado-owned "Palo Alto" Taco Bells in New Mexico are CHEAP and sucky), I was impressed. This Del Taco even trusted me to help myself to as many hot sauce packets as my heart desired!

Seriously. Taco Bell had always been my favorite fast food restaurant, but lately their prices have skyrocketed and their food quality has become inconsistent and bland. The Albuquerque locations are all run-down because the franchise doesn't invest into their upkeep. Robert Alvarado seems to think all his store problems are caused by his employees, whom he to despises (I met him a few times during my 7 or so years with his company and, every time, he seemed repulsed to even have to look at me), but I think the problem is HIM. I'm getting off topic though...

Everything was perfect. But then, my perfect Del Taco visit took a strange turn:


I was sitting by myself, waiting for my order number to be called, when a well-dressed, older man came over. He advised me not to eat the taco sauce because it was too hot, while pawing through the basket of sauce packets on my table. I smiled and told him it was good advice (it's polite to humor senile old men, right?) He wouldn't leave. The older man asked me where I'm from ("Here", which surprised him), where I work ("Ummm...for a dentist." Why would I tell a stranger that?), and if I am a dentist ("No." Seriously, man. What did I just tell you?) I'm an introvert and not at all the chit-chat type. I really just wanted him to go away. When my order number was called, he kept talking, despite my attempts to escape, until the nice woman behind the counter personally carried my to-go bag to me. From the look she gave, I'm certain she had received my "help - I can't get away from this creepy, chatty man" signals through the air. I think he was building toward getting me to invest in his religious society, where we will all live together and pick beans, placing aside ones that resemble "the leader".


Who are these strange men who think it's appropriate to talk to women who are sitting by themselves, all alone, at night, in a not-so-great part of town? Did I mention that I'd been trying to read a magazine? Leave me alone, leave me alone, LEAVE ME ALONE!

And yes, immediately after snapping the Del Taco photo above, I threw myself into my car, lest the flash attract Creepy Man's attention.