RING MY BELL, TACO BELL

Whenever I go to Seoul, I make an effort to stop by Taco Bell. Seoul has several locations including Hongdae and Itaewon—both areas foreigners frequent. I'm sure there are many more locations throughout the metro area, however.

I know what you’re thinking. Taco Bell? Really? But, when you’re deprived of Mexican food for weeks, Taco Bell tastes like a little bit of heaven. I’m just thankful Korea has a few taco joints, even if they aren’t the most authentic. This is one instance I’d actually like to thank globalization for ruining the world one fast-food restaurant at a time.

My latest obsession is the Volcano Burrito. It’s the only thing I’ve ordered from Taco Bell for the past year. I have to give credit to a good friend for helping me think “outside the bun”, and introducing me to this wrapped pile of fiery goodness. Have you tried it? God, I love it.

Today I stopped by the Taco Bell in Itaewon after a doctor’s appointment nearby. I almost cried when a Korean girl at the cash register greeted me with, “Hey, how’s it going?” Her English was perfect!

She provided me with the best customer service I’ve had in Korea. Fast. Friendly. And did I mention her English was perfect? I almost forgot I was in Korea for a moment. It was refreshing. She even called out all the orders in English.

I can’t imagine how overwhelming it’s going to be when I go back to the United States in August. By that time I’ll have been in Korea for two years. If you happen to be with me at a restaurant when I visit, please don’t judge if I start balling upon ordering.

I realize the only reason I felt like it was the best service was because there was no language barrier. That’s it. There was nothing else special about the experience. I simply had no problem ordering, and apparently that’s become my only requirement for good service.

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