There is something about me that my close friends know. Â Some days they are understanding–other days they openly judge me. Â This revelation might surprise a casual reader of this blog. Â (To my great surprise I’ve learned that it’s not just my mom who reads this thing.) Â But I think it’s time for me to stand and announce my self to world.
My name is Arthur, and I like Taco Bell.
There it is.  I’ve said it out loud… in print or electrons.  It feels  good to admit openly.  And you know what?  I’m not ashamed.  My name is Arthur, and I like Taco Bell.  Though maybe I need to explain my self.
First, I don’t think that it’s great food; it’s the culinary equivalent to Katy Perry. Â But, confession number two, I like Katy Perry.
Taco Bell is just a mix of carbs, salt, fat, with some onions and, whenever in my hands, a generous coating of hot sauce.  All the things humans are biologically programmed to crave.  I just can’t understand those who refuse to eat there with me.
Some whine about the health of fast food.  But if you don’t order the mega-lunch box and keep the number of items ordered under control it’s actually not that bad for you.  Take my standard lunch order of one five layer burrito.  It clocks in with 540 calories.  Less than most half a sandwich and soup combos at Hale and Hearty or approximately the same as Pret a Manger‘s ham and cheese sandwich.  The sodium in this fake Mexican treat is on the high end at 1280 mg, just over 50 percent of what you should have in a day.  So I skip the afternoon can of V8 that packs 25 percent of you daily sodium.  Sure, maybe I shouldn’t eat at the Bell every day, and I don’t, not any more, but even if I did I could do it right. (Confession number three: in my younger years I would regularly order and eat over $10 worth of Taco Bell for lunch.)
And have I mentioned that Taco Bell is cheap?  That five layer burrito is only $1.89 in New York, a steal compared to any other lunch around.  Great for the poor law student.
So you can call Taco Bell cheap, uneatable, fake food.  I’ll proudly call it lunch.
You weren’t exactly in the closet about your love of taco bell. Also, I share your feelings about cheap mexican food and Katy Perry. I like them, and they make me gassy.
I’ll always remember me and Arthur’s first trip to Taco Bell…..we were working together at 3M, and he spent double digits on TB lunch! If I recall correctly, he saved a couple tacos and stashed them in his desk for later. Hilarious!
I may not be closed with my friends who have known me for years. But my new co-workers were as surprised as the were disgusted about my T-bell lunching.
Katy and Taco Bell, yeah I see the comparison:
[Snoop Dogg:]
Greetings loved ones
Let’s take a journey
.
[Katy:]
I know a place
Where the grass is really greener
Warm, wet and wild
There must be something in the water
Sippin’ gin and juice
Laying underneath the palm trees
The boys
Break their necks
Try’na to creep a little sneak peek
(at us)
.
You could travel the world
But nothing comes close
To the golden coast
Once you party with us
You’ll be falling in love
Oooooh Oh Oooooh
.
California girls
We’re unforgettable
Daisy Dukes
Bikinis on top
Sun-kissed skin
So hot
We’ll melt your popsicle
Oooooh Oh Oooooh
.
California girls
We’re undeniable
Fine, fresh, fierce
We got it on lock
West coast represent
Now put your hands up
Oooooh Oh Oooooh
.
Sex on the beach
We don’t mind sand in our stilettoes
We freak
In my jeep
Snoop Doggy Dogg on the stereo
.
You could travel the world
But nothing comes close
To the golden coast
Once you party with us
You’ll be falling in love
Oooooh Oh Oooooh
.
California girls
We’re unforgettable
Daisy Dukes
Bikinis on top
Sun-kissed skin
So hot
We’ll melt your popsicle
Oooooh Oh Oooooh
.
California girls
We’re undeniable
Fine, fresh, fierce
We got it on lock
West coast represent
Now put your hands up
Oooooh Oh Oooooh
.
[Snoop Dogg:]
Tone, tan
Fit and ready
Turn it up cause its gettin’ heavy
Wild wild west coast
These are the girls I love the most
I mean the ones
I mean like she’s the one
Kiss her
Touch her
Squeeze her buns
.
The girl’s a freak
She drive a jeep
In Laguna Beach
I’m okay
I won’t play
I love the bay
Just like I love LA
Venice beach
And Palm Springs
Summertime is everything
.
Homeboys
Bangin’ out
All that ass
Hangin’ out
Bikinis, zucchinis
Martinis, no weenies
Just the King
And the Queeny
Katy my lady (yeah)
Lookie here baby (uh huh)
I’m all up on ya
Cuz you’re representin’ California (ohhh yeahh)
.
[Katy:]
California girls
We’re unforgettable
Daisy Dukes
Bikinis on top
Sun-kissed skin
So hot
We’ll melt your popsicle
Oooooh Oh Oooooh
.
California girls
We’re undeniable
Fine, fresh, fierce
We got it on lock
West coast represent
(West coast, west coast)
Now put your hands up
Oooooh Oh Oooooh
.
[Snoop Dogg:]
(Californiaaa, Californiaaa)
California girls man
I really wish you all could be
California girls
(Californiaaa)