Personal Narrative: My Trip To Taco Bell

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Do you like eating out for lunch? My friend Karnveer and I love to go somewhere to eat after school. Karnveer and I often go to Taco Bell because of their cheesy, delicious quesadillas. Karnveer’s love for Taco Bell is as hot as their Diablo sauce. After taking the SAT, Karnveer and I decided to eat at Taco Bell so we drove to the place that we describe as a gift from God as fast as we can. Karnveer wanted to eat so bad that after parking to the closest door to the entrance, he ran inside to where you order food. The smell of the food being cooked made us so eager to eat that we asked when exactly the food will be ready. Once we got our food, we made a pile of hot sauces that’s as tall as a large fountain drink. Karnveer likes to get the chicken quesadilla and I like to get the habanero beef quesarito and spicy doritos tacos and we cover the food with the hot sauce. …show more content…
The cheese, chicken, lettuce, and seasoning all came together, making us feel like new men. After the food gets too hot for me to handle, I watch Karnveer eat his delicious meal and you can see Karnveer’s forehead was covered in sweat from the food. Not only is there a pile of hot sauce, but there’s also a pile of napkins used to wipe the sweat on our foreheads off. Our tolerance for spicy food is weak but we describe it as a sacrifice for Taco Bell because we love the food so much that we’re willing to endure the pain and come back. After devouring our delicious meal, we race back home to wait for an hour of excruciating pain on the toilet to