Lunch with The Chef

We had lunch with The Chef today. The Chef is queen of Foodland, and I was more than happy to comply when she requested that we eat at Taco Del Mar.

Of all the delicious choices in the Tukwila area, TDM is possibly one of the tastiest, but of course you, and The Chef know this already.

Speaking of queens: B sleuthed the location of the missing Taco Queen! Apparently, the Taco Queen has been on assignment in Bellevue, and will be returning to Tukwila in just a few more weeks!

Check back on Friday afternoon when we critique Duke's Chowder House at the request of reader "meilee."

Food: 5/5 (of course)
Entertainment: 5/5 (thanks to Chef, and to B for figuring out where the Taco Queen had gone)

Comments

Anonymous said…

Had lunch @ BJ's yesterday. Great pizza! Adventurous lunch, waitress accidentally dropped a tray and gave my friend and I an unexpected salsa shower.

Pazookie's on the house, bonus...smelling like salsa and having salsa in your purse...not so much a bonus.

Will try TDM, and can't wait to hear what you think of Duke's.

September 11, 2008 at 8:47 AM

JTContinental said…

We'll be there today!

September 11, 2008 at 10:50 AM

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