Hey Mexico — where’s the love?
You sure haven’t shown Taco Bell any — dissing it not once, but twice, when they tried to open restaurants south of the border.
In 1992, when they conducted their big launch in Mexico City, all locations were closed after only two years. Could it be because Taco Bell’s idea of Mexican food isn’t very authentic?
Sure, that’s valid.
But when they relaunched in Monterrey in 2007 as “authentic American food,” the restaurants still couldn’t get customers.
Is Taco Bell’s ‘American-Mex’ really that offensive? That’s like saying we should close White Castle because their sliders don’t meet the standards of a Ruth Chris filet.
It’s fast food. Fast food is supposed to be a knock-off of the real thing. Compromises are made. At Taco Bell, that means more cheese is added. Crunchy shells are added. Meats are added that you don’t find in ‘real’ Mexican food.
I’m sorry, but I’m having a hard time taking offense here. And I’m getting hungry.
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I miss my dog.
I’ve been traveling for business since Saturday, and there’s a hole in my life when Rory’s not with me. He’s at home with my dogsitter Dru, probably having a good ol’ time, but his mamma is missing him.
And while we’ve been apart, I feel like there have been dogs everywhere I go, and stories about dogs all over the Internet and on the news.
Coincidence? I think not.
When I was walking through the French Quarter yesterday to grab lunch, I saw a couple walking their dog — some kind of pit bull mix — who they had dressed up for the New Orleans Saints game. The dog had on a sweater with a Saints flag suspended from it, and he was prancing along like he knew he looked good.
It made me miss my dog (although I would never put a flag on him unless he asked for one).
Then last night, when I was watching ‘Late Show with David Letterman’ — something I rarely do at home because Rory and I read before bed — David told the story of how he and his son Harry had found a stray chihuahua over the weekend and decided to adopt it. Now, David is a dog lover, but I don’t think chihuahuas are a favorite breed. Of course, after he begrudgingly told the story, they showed a photo of Harry with the dog — they looked awfully cute together.
It made me miss my dog more. He’s really cute, too.
Heck, I even read on the Internet that the Fido Awards — the doggie equivalent of the Oscars — are going to be announced in London at the end of November. Nominees include the animated canine stars of “Up” and “Bolt,” the real dog star of “Marley & Me,” and one non-dog entry — the fox voiced by George Clooney in the animated “Fantastic Mr. Fox.”
Now I really miss my dog…and wish I had gotten him into acting. (He could have beaten any of those pooches.)
Good thing I’m headed home today. Even I think I’m starting to sound weird.
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