Poor Judgment

Confession: Just when you thought you knew me, the following happened…(I think it was mostly because of the conversation that preceded it). Here is a brief rundown:

P.A.: (as we drive past the “point of the mountain”) Want to eat at the prison?
Me: HaHa.
P.A.: No, really I hear there is a restaurant outside for visitors called something like, Behind Bars.
Me: Really? I SO want to go! We should find our next location first then come back.*

We kept driving. After finding the next location, we didn’t have time to go very far and the only two restaurants near us were fast food and this hybrid Mexican and Italian restaurant meaning they served both varieties in their blandest form. I should have known it would be terrible for the following reasons:

1. It had “MEXITALY” written on the window. This could have been fun and funky fusion food but I should have remembered that I live in Utah and we thrive on mediocrity. Food is no exception.

2. The catering trailer said it was, “Voted #1 in Utah.” Voted number one in what? Uninspired cuisine? Poor decorations? Best cat meat?

3. Excitement of locations or weird names messed up my judgment. *Refer to conversation above.

Experience: Wanted to spew it out of my mouth. Gross.

Lesson Learned: When in doubt, go to Wendy’s. “MexiItaly” cuisine is ALWAYS a mistake.