Wild Sarsaparilla

I had business in a town about an hour from here so after work Brent and I jumped in the car and drove north. We hadn't eaten lunch yet. While I drove, Brent got on his tablet, entered the name of the town and looked for restaurants. 251 restaurants popped up. "Wow!" I thought, "that town has grown." Brent went through the top rated places to eat. One restaurant had hundreds of positive reviews. El Taquito showed up w/ having two locations. There was an Indian restaurant - however, since we were traveling through a reservation to get there, we weren't entirely sure if it meant Native American or East Indian. The options seemed endless. Suddenly Brent told me to forget everything we had talked about for the past 15 minutes. Turns out while he had entered the name of the town, he hadn't entered the state figuring the system would be intelligent enough to know which state he was located in. The town we had been reading about was in California. A bit of a road trip from the Northwoods - even for "mind-blowing" tacos.