Sorry if I’ve been remiss in reviewing the Beefy Crunch Burrito here. I know you’ve been expecting it, and I haven’t delivered until right now. I apologize.
Truth is I wanted to test out the Beefy Crunch Burrito from a Taco Bell other than the one nearest to my house, which is the Worst Taco Bell in the World. The pathetic part is that I actually planned some of my Christmas shopping around a better Taco Bell just so I could try said Beefy Crunch Burrito. But then I went on vacation and never got around to posting anything about it.
I took an exterior photo of the burrito but it just looked like any Taco Bell burrito. Here’s the inside:
So how is it? Well, as you can see from that picture, I’m not sure I’d call it “Beefy.” The “Ricey Crunchy Burrito” would be a more accurate name, though inevitably a less popular menu item.
And that’s kind of the thing. I’m hardly one to hate on Taco Bell, but really, who wants rice from Taco Bell? It’s pure filler, and the reason I shy away from items like the Grilled Stuft Burrito. I’m here for the beef, people.
Besides that quibble though, this is a good burrito. I don’t need to tell TedQuarters-reading Taco Bell enthusiasts about the tortilla, sour cream, seasoned beef, and nacho cheese because basically if you’ve ever had anything supreme from Taco Bell you know what all of those things taste like. The big innovation here is the presence of Flamin’ Hot Fritos, which are an excellent addition to the Taco Bell roster of ingredients.
I’ve long advocated the Crispy Red Strips as a great way to insert crunchiness into portable Taco Bell items (i.e. the ones you can eat while driving). But awesome though the Crispy Red Strips are, they don’t add flavor, just crunch. The Flamin’ Hot Fritos build on the work done by the Crispy Red Strips and elevate it, bringing a good deal of heat into the equation.
I look forward to their inclusion in Taco Bell items that aren’t so bogged down by rice. How ’bout a Beefy Crunchy Soft Taco, folks? Oh, and with lava sauce.
Travis sends along this picture, taken at a Target in South Plainfield, New Jersey. That’s Travis on the right:
I have so many questions.
Ted Burke points out that the mascot shown here is clearly the same personified taco used in the graphic seen at the 0:22 mark here. But do those tacos appear to have pieces of shredded cheddar cheese growing out of their foreheads?
This might be the funniest episode yet, but I have a major hangup: Why does Baron Von Bland travel in a blimp with a llama? Traveling in a blimp with a llama does not, to me, constitute blandness at all. I happen to love blimps and llamas, and, since I also love the Volcano Menu from Taco Bell, I know I’m not bland. I want answers.
Huge hat tip to Brett from the SNY promos department for pointing me to this Taco Bell commercial that’s obviously from the 80s, featuring a catchy Taco Bell jingle. The big question: What’s that huge taco, and where can I get one? EASTER EGG: Jefferson D’arcy lookalike in convertible.
Taco Bell has been quietly testing a reduced-sodium version of its menu at 150 units in the Dallas-Fort Worth area for the past two months, the chain’s president said Tuesday….
“The first place we actually tested this is in the Dallas-Fort Worth area. So 150 restaurants over the last few months have been eating great-tasting Taco Bell food with 23-percent less sodium,” he said. “And the great news is: No one even knows we’ve done it. That’s when you know you’ve been successful.”…
Doolin said Creed is a great example of “conscience capitalism.”
“They are not doing this as a PR stunt,” she said. “They are doing it to make the world a better place…”
As if Taco Bell hasn’t already done enough to make the world a better place, they’re now sneakily swapping low-sodium items for their traditional foods to see if anyone notices. And in Dallas, no one has.
We should consider the possibility that Dallas-area Taco Bell consumers, presumably jacked up on mesquite barbecue, do not have the most distinguishing palates.
Plus, if someone swapped in some new recipe when you expected old-fashioned Taco Bell and didn’t tell you about it, I’d say it’s even-money your brain is so thoroughly accustomed to the way Taco Bell is supposed to taste that if the new stuff tastes anything like the old stuff you wouldn’t notice the difference. The power of suggestion being what it is and everything.
So should Taco Bell begin rolling out these new low-sodium replacements nationwide, know that I will remain vigilant and do my best to remain unbiased so I can best review, for you, the newer, healthier Taco Bell.
Unless, of course, they just kind of do it without telling anybody.
OK, there’s really so much here. First off, who knew White Castle even had a Hall of Fame? Apparently the ceremonies will be at White Castle’s home office in Columbus, Ohio — the fast-food equivalent of Mecca — and there are 67 White Castle enthusiasts enshrined in the Cravers Hall of Fame.
Second, why the hell isn’t my dad in the White Castle Cravers Hall of Fame? The Daily News article says Gradowski earned the honor for eating five cheeseburgers a week for four years. That’s what, a thousand White Castle cheeseburgers?
My dad has been eating White Castle for like 50 years; I’d venture to guess he has at least quadrupled Gradowski’s total. Dude has an iron stomach. Next year I’m nominating Don Berg for the White Castle Cravers Hall of Fame.
I certainly get The Crave sometimes, and when White Castle was my nearest fast-food place in Brooklyn I went there with some frequency, but I’d hardly say I qualify for the Hall of Fame. Taco Bell, though, is a different story. Does Taco Bell have a Hall of Fame?
As promised, I went to Taco Bell on Saturday to sample the two new taco-sauce flavors and the new XXL Chalupa, seen here:
I should note that the in-person Taco Bell reviews have slowed here because I happen to live near the Worst Taco Bell in the World, in Elmsford, N.Y., a fact corroborated by JMU Chris in the comments section here not long ago and by some obviously stoned guy in the Taco Bell the first time I ate there.
I considered driving about 20 minutes past the local Taco Bell to Yonkers to try the new products. That’s how bad my local Taco Bell is. They haven’t yet produced a red shell for a Volcano Taco. I only ordered two items in this particular trip, and they managed to screw up one — I got a crunchy taco instead of a soft, which, is fine because crunchy tacos are still delicious — and it took the woman at the register about five minutes to figure out how to process my request to have my XXL Chalupa without the tomatoes and onions, something that finally happened only because I copped to knowing that the tomatoes and onions are in the Taco Bell computer as “Fresco Salsa.”
But that’s a subject for another day.
Anyway, now to the important stuff. First the Salsa Verde. Here’s what it looks like:
Not particularly appetizing, I know. But pretty tasty regardless. Apparently green salsa has been available in some forms in certain Taco Bells — especially out West — forever, and many claim you could find it even on the East Coast upon request. I can’t speak to that. I can say that added a nice sweetness to the taco, with that familiar green-chile tang I encountered first in Denver. Mild, but appealing. A nice complement to the existing array of sauces.
And the Fire-Roasted Salsa:
I guess I had pretty high hopes for this sauce, and at first taste I was impresed — it’s definitely smoky tasting. Probably more toward Liquid Smoke than if it were actually from smoked tomatoes, but I’ve always thought Liquid Smoke did at least a reasonable job capturing smoke flavor, and, you know, it’s Taco Bell. My beef with the sauce, though, was it wasn’t as spicy as I would’ve liked.
It seemed like they took mild sauce and added smoke flavor and a little color, and I would’ve preferred if they ramped up the hot sauce instead. Maybe I should mix it with Fire sauce next time for a spicier hybrid, but I think it speaks to my disappointment that when it came time to sauce my XXL Chalupa, I went back to old familiar Hot.
Speaking of, the main event:
Clearly not as neat as the one in the commercial, but I suppose a lot of things are messier for mortals than they are for Mariano Rivera.
My initial concern about the XXL Chalupa was that the proportions would be off and there would be too much beef, but that wasn’t the case. Everything came in about the right amount, I’d say, the only problem was the construction.
This might be an issue with a one-item sample or with the particular Taco Bell, but I imagine when you’re dealing with a chalupa of this magnitude you’re inviting a great deal of ingredient entropy. On a regular crunchy taco with the right amount of beef, cheese and lettuce, there’s a pretty good chance you get beef, cheese and lettuce in every bite. The XXL Chalupa is so unwieldy that no one topping covered the breadth of the shell, so my first taste was mostly nacho cheese and my last was almost entirely sour cream.
I should note that both of those, as well as every one in between, were unutterably delicious because everything I ate was from Taco Bell. But if you’re looking for a consistent Taco Bell experience, the XXL Chalupa probably isn’t for you. Unless you happen to go to the same Taco Bell that Mariano Rivera frequents, in which case you’re golden.
Also, a special nod to the crunchy red strips, perhaps the most wildly underrated and frequently overlooked Taco Bell ingredient. I really don’t understand why the crunchy red strips aren’t on everything. So crunchy, so red. Such a convenient way to add crunchiness to otherwise uncrunchy products, and thus a great way to make a driveable Taco Bell order crunchy.
I will reiterate here a campaign I have been waging since the debut of the crunchy red strips in the now-defunct Chicken Caesar Grilled Stuft Burrito way back when: Please, Taco Bell, put the crunchy red strips in more stuff. They are delicious. Thank you.
I just Tweeted about this, but I’ll mention here: Thanks to deft TiVo juggling, I somehow managed to get this deep into the postseason without seeing the new Joe Girardi/Mariano Rivera Taco Bell commercial — in which Rivera is called in from the bullpen (here, a table in the corner of Taco Bell) to help a customer finish his XXL Chalupa — until this morning.
Obviously the XXL Chalupa is notable, and I owe you a writeup about that and the two new taco sauces, all of which I hope to eat at some point today and discuss here early in the week.
But the real story here is that we now have documented evidence that the great Rivera has been in the perhaps equally great Taco Bell. It is a historic confluence of awesomeness on par with the time the Beatles met Muhammad Ali.