Yawn

So, a few months ago, I bought this book off Amazon, hoping for a slew of information which would keep this blog on track and in existence. The intro to the book was interesting. I reported on the first customer at the taco stand: a salesman who dripped taco stuff down his tie while eating it, still parked in the drive through. This fellow, instead of being angry at Glen for serving him a messy meal and thus forcing him to return home to change before continuing his sales journey, ordered another tak-oh. All very enticing stuff--and yet, until yesterday, the book remained on my nightstand.

Thank goodness I didn't depend on The Taco Titan to keep this blog happen' because it is BORING. I skimmed through a few chapters yesterday. Yep, as the title suggests: YAWN. I had hoped the chapter entitled "Hobo Adventures" would be ridiculous and humorous and perhaps include a passage like: "Glen may have been a hobo, living in boxcars and traveling via old freight trains, but he still ate well, fixing himself tacos over a fire in the middle of abandoned railroad yards." No dice. In fact, no mention of tacos. What good is the knowledge his early life to me if it doesn't involve a love of Mexican food?

So Glen first business was "Glen's Hamburgers". With this business, he introduced the world of "fast food" to the country. That is, instead of relying solely on the carport or dine-in restaurant, Glen started the drive-through, carry-out, OR dine-in craze which we are quite familiar with today. In fact, he was friends with the McDonalds brothers who had their own hamburger business at the time but it was a carport dilly. Yes, they STOLE Glen's idea.

no, they di'nt.

oh yes, they did.

So i guess that's the most interesting tidbit from the few chapters I read yesterday, and even that put me to sleep. Hence, it might be a few more months before I revisit The Taco Titan even if i know that the "good stuff" (a.k.a. the taco stuff) is right around the page.