It was the Saturday before our big Williamsburg Nacho Crawl. Most people would take the day to rest, relax, and mentally prepare for the journey before them. But since when are like most people?

I was on break from work. Actually, I would grab bites in between customers at Royale Cafe as Lee got nachos from Qdoba on 6th Ave. and so we feasted.

When they came they were plain looking tortilla chips with bits of queso, lettuce, tomato, and chili with salsa and sour cream on the side. WHERE IS THE GUACAMOLE? The nachos were lack luster to me and I think my friends agreed. Mia said, “The chips weren’t salted…that really bugged me.” Rachel was too angry to even comment.

Do Taco Bell nachos live up to the test? I’d guess no. But MAYBE, just MAYBE.