usually works out to about that length of time before it actually sounds good to eat again).

At the drive through, I respectfully requested a "ridiculous amount" of fire sauce with my order, and I watched on the order screen as the number of Fire Sauces incremented up and up from 5 all the way to 19, so clearly whomever was typing the order in was hammering that +1 button. Sweet.

The gal at the window hands me the "for my health and safety" sealed bag. Didn't discover until I was home that there were, in fact, zero Fire Sauce packets placed in the bag. An annoyance, but not worth it to go back.

I discovered something tonight. I don't actually like the food at Taco Bell. Turns out, I apparently just like Fire Sauce.