Other than Times Square, we managed to visit one more noteworthy spot during our stay: the September 11th Memorial nestled between the numbered World Trade Centers.
Museum access was strictly forbidden to all attendees that did not hold admission tickets - not even a peak of the interior was allowed.
Before I inform readers of my thoroughly treacherous experience at the American franchise, I encourage all interested parties to familiarize themselves with my prior experiences at the chain's Canadian locations.
The lunch rush had passed, but a lineup persisted. Seeing the hurried, unbothered pace adopted by customer service representatives, it wasn't difficult to understand why patrons moved so swiftly along the line. To be honest, I couldn't hear or understand anything of what was being uttered or asked. Loud mechanical equipment sounded from all directions, and the ladies spoke with such thick accents that, even as a Canadian, I could not perceive a word.
Not-so-thankfully, this favourite of mine turned out to be the runner-up for the foulest meal of the trip (with the first being Chau Down).
To note about the Taco Salad with Beef were the following points:
- The beef bites were far spicier and saltier than at home. In addition they contained tough bits of fat and inedible parts.
- The "sour cream" wasn't even CREAM. It was RUNNY, like the consistency of depressed whipping cream
- The lettuce wasn't shredded, but rather more seasoned and kinda wilted
- I was somehow charged for a Taco Salad as opposed to a Taco Bowl with lettuce (?!)
An additional charge had been slapped on for the guacamole - unsurprising - but the amount provided was meager (only two-thirds of the norm). Even then, it tasted more like two level teaspoons of extremely potent sea salt than buttery, satisfying avocado paste.
I mean, it's definitely saying something if the Canadian expansions are executing your concept more effectively.