Byoost and Rohit go to Taco John's

Ok, so it's not as catchy as Harold and Kumar go to White Castle.....but was interesting enough nevertheless....

So we are heading to Paducah to my friend's engagement. I have been hearing for years how this place called Taco John's is wonderful and a must to visit. It has been on my things to do in my life list for years. So we decided we would eat it for lunch on the way to Paducah, Kentucky. For those of you that don't know, Paducah is a 6 hour drive from Chicago through cornfields. Along the way you pass wonderful towns such as Effinville (man did they get the shaft with that name, why not just call if F-U-ville), Paris, Patuka (which probably gets confused for Paducah by any Indian looking for Paducah), and finally Metropolis (which smartly has taken advantage of the name by building a big superman in the middle of the city).

Well lunchtime was approaching as well and we decide we need to find Taco John's...so we google it and find Taco John's HQ number. Here was the convo:
Rohit: we are on highway 57 at mileage marker 212 and NEED to have Taco John, what is the closest?
Mr. Taco John: we have one in Marion, Illinoism but its not on 57...its a few miles off.
Rohit: Where is that? We HAVE TO HAVE TACO JOHNS.
Mr Taco John: In Marion, Illinois
R: How do I get there?
TJ: you go to Marion and it's on Court Street.
R: How do I get to Marion?
TJ: You'll see a sign..."welcome to Marion"
R: Thanks...do you have a number for them?
TJ: Yeah 555-5555
R: Thanks, and please open a Taco John in Chicago
TJ: we'll try...want to open a franchise? we have some wonderful opportunities available.
R: uh...yeah maybe next time. thanks.
TJ: let us know

SO we call them and the nice lady helps us with directions and we are on our way to TJs.

So anyhow along the way we pass all these wonderful places and i'm crusin down the street smokin endo...sippin on jin and ...ok no...im just cruisin...but i we were all rapping to snoop's song when ugh a speed trap showed up....damnit ...busted...so being the genius i am, i took off my seatbelt and turned off the car...then somebody told me in the US you don't do that or you get a ticket for no seatbelt, and they shoot you cuz they think you mihgt be trying to attack them. So while cop wasn't looking I quickly put the belt back on and somehow got away with a 75$ ticket going 84 miles an hour in a 65 zone. Apparently I was lucky. Had I been going 85 I would have to go to court in this town 5 hours from Chicago just to get my license back. So anyhow we were really tempted to ask the policeman to just hand the freakin ticket and tell us where the nearest Taco John's was...but...not unfortunately it was evident he had to get back to his job, and would not be able to lead us to the promise land.


On resumption we saw a gigantic cross in the middle of a corn field where I made a little prayer to find Taco Johns soon. So going at 65 miles an hour..which feels like a glacial pace after going 90 the whole way...it's 3pm and we are HUNGRY...countless Taco Bells on the way and we almost cave in....no signs for Marion in site...must eat...just as we were thinking of just stopping we finally hit a welcome to Marion sign...having no idea where to go we stumble into a couple of places to ask for directions...and then finally....finally TACO JOHNS


WOW!!!! We tell the lady at the counter our whole story and she says "ya'll know where to find a good taco, this is the right place, it's worth it". So we go in and pretty much order everything on the menu. Was it good? Yes....better than Taco Bell for sure...was it as good as advertised? Probably not, but for all we went through, it was the best damn taco I've ever had. Next week I'm in Mexico City, and i'll be hard pressed to find a better Taco.

So now I can finally cross Taco John's off my list of things to do in my life. One step closer to being complete.