As I've mentioned in the past, I'm a Taco Bueno addict. Like most addictions, it started when I was young and hasn't got any better. In fact, it's worse than it's ever been. The Muchaco is the main culprit. It's my version of crack. Something about tasty fry bread topped with beef, beans, lettuce, cheese and tiny red things that resemble tomatoes just gets me going. When I'm eating one drenched in Bueno's signature salsa, I have no worries and feel like a methed-up Leonardo DiCaprio standing on the edge of the Titanic, but then an hour or so later the high goes away, and as sugar, salt and saturated fats attack my body, I end up rolling around on the floor in pain and agony wondering where it all went wrong, or where the next Muchaco lies.
Knowing all that, I totally understand why the woman pictured above – Savannah Shuman – went nuts at a Taco Bueno in Tulsa over the holiday weekend. Sometimes you just can't take it anymore.