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viridiscrow · 4 months
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I got to spend the last 11 days with my girlfriend. It's been long-distance for a year+ and we finally met. It is the happiest I've been in years.
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marcholasmoth · 6 months
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OSRR: 3381
today was a lot. most of it involved back pain and/or my legs falling asleep.
i woke up around 8 and got roped into some crafts. legs went numb, back hurt, so i made my back to bed.
i got up a second time, showered, went downstairs, helped mom clean out the hutch, which involved sitting on the floor. legs fell asleep a bunch. back hurt a lot. eventually we finished that up, so we went and got taco baco for lunch.
when we got back i helped mom make meatballs before i left for joel's because we scheduled today as the day we'd go looking for a new mattress together.
i intended to bring us to a few places. we did not go to a few places. we went to one and found one that we both agreed was really nice and so that was that. we'll get a box spring if we need and a bed frame closer to when it'll be delivered. we just need the space to be completely cleaned. i'm considering calling my mom's cleaning lady. she's good at it.
anyway, i'm home now and i want to sleep for a bunch because i am always tired.
the good news about shopping today was that joel had an opinion about the mattress. he's consistently said "i don't care, it's a mattress" to which i have replied with "but you're sleeping on it too," or "sleep is important," or "your back is so bad??? you need a good mattress," etc. and it finally worked today. we picked a new one and we ordered a king size, so i'm hoping that when it arrives and we can finally sleep downstairs again, that i'll be able to sleep more than two hours a night consistently. here's hoping.
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beebascloset · 2 years
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Only few people would cruise around our building, and ask for the menu item known as "Cinnabon Delights". Those doughy brown spheres caked with sugar, and possibly cinnamon. What did it really taste like though? Was it worth getting 2 like some people desired, or was it better to get 12?
I never tasted this pastry in my three months working at the combination KFC and Taco Bell, but I just had to try it. A Cinnabon Delight. What made it so delightful?
After all the customers had gotten their orders, I felt the anticipation of savoring the sweet cinnamon bun. Should I stay here in case we have another order come up, or should I relieve this unnerving feeling of not tasting the golf ball-sized bread?
I can't take it, I thought. I have to try it. But I couldn't just leave the cash register. I don't want to show my coworkers and my shift manager how lazy I am. How unwilling I feel, and how gluttonous I could be.
You know what, screw it. There's no work to do right now. The counters are stainless, the sauce bins are filled, and there were no biscuits to tray, no chicken to debone. My shift manager was probably outside taking a smoke break (ew, cigarettes), and nobody was going to stop me from taking just one piece.
I scurried over to the line, where we make our tacos, burritos, and pretty much everything else that was present on the Taco Bell menu. Near the taco shells rested the glass bin of Cinnabon Delights. Quite possibly the sweetest thing that came from this establishment. My elastic gloves covered my hands because I didn't want germs on food that could be handed out to others, and also the buns might be hot. Unfortunately, elastic gloves don't 100% mitigate the burning damage one receives from making contact with a hot surface, but my coworkers claim it does.
My eyes were locked on the (kinda dirty) glass pan that held the round snacks. I was so eager to try just one. I looked around to make sure nobody was watching. Some people were occupied in the kitchen where the chicken is fried, others were cleaning. There were only 3 or 4 others in the building, who knows where anyone else went. Not that they would care, this is a fast food restaurant, not a corporate office building. This isn't a professional job where everyone cares about what you do. This was the perfect job for all the crackheads roaming around this small town trying to get cash for, well, crack.
I was clear. I was absent in everyone's point of view. As I stood on the tips of my toes, I grabbed one cinnamon bun from the pan. My toes were already hurting from bending the bones or cartilage that was hidden inside. My front feet were slowly bruising in the process. But it was worth it for grabbing this sugary snack. This round, squishy ball caked with sugar and cinnamon. I slowly inserted it into my mouth. I struggled to fit it in without dropping the whole thing because it was a little bigger than I expected it to me.
I close my eyes and savor every bit of the surface. The sugar, the cinnamon, even just the plain dough. I chewed into the core, and tasted the most amazing thing. A sugary glaze watered my mouth. It felt as if angels created this and decided to put it in Taco Bell's Cinnabon Delights. I loved it more than I thought I would. This was better than anything I could ever taste. All of my stress escaped from me. I'm not worried about my upcoming assignments or due dates any longer. That's how strong the flavor is.
Anyway go eat a Cinnabon Delight from Baco Bell
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