Legend has it that one time, millions of years ago, three angels came down from the Heavens for some totally awesome Godly smite against the Moores or something. Anyways when they were totally done kicking non-Christian ass, they were hungry, so they created the saint of Del Taco. But they had to create Del Taco somewhere pure and un-touched ... so they chose Yermo California and instead waited until sometime in the 1960s to make it. Since then, Del Taco has become the unparralleled leader of the fast food mexican world (at least in the West) and continues to do so. Anyways that store in Yermo closed, but the second store ever built still stands, and it stands in the awesome road-stop on the way to L.A. town known as Barstow. This little Del Taco is known by fast food enthusiaists as the best D.T. of all in the chain, so on my way home from an L.A. job interview I took an opportunity to eat at this haven for heart attack-inducing food.
I had actually been to it once before on my way to an Akron/Family concert and remembered that just two hard-shelled tacos were so filled with meat and so delicious, hippy music just sounded thus much better. So yesterday I had the same thing ... and it was glorious.
Two huge tortillas stuffed with chicken, cheese, lettuce and whole, fresh tomato slices put these two tacos up there with your average taqueria shop tacos and then some. And the service of the employees was friendly, the restaurant clean and totally the near 100 percent opposite of nearly every other Del Taco on earth.
Not only that, but I got out of the restaurant only spending a little under $3. Now that's a winner, regardless of whatever economic fuckatude is going on at the moment.
So yeah, thank Saint Del Taco and those angels for the best god damn Del Taco ever and if you're driving to L.A., stop and eat here or you might as well deserve the E.Coli you may get from some place like the Mad Greek or Rosie's Diner.
Tomorrow (or tonight), highlights from Kristy Totten's Buckhunter Challenge 2009!
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