The last time I showed up at Taste, I was turned away. Brutally rebuffed for lack of a reservation.
This time I showed them.
I flashed my Bun Boy business card and my fancy little camera bag and was instantly seated.
By the door.
Replete with wobbly table and entering guests elbowing us ad nauseum.
I ordered some healthy options, so I doubt I really got to TASTE all that TASTE has to offer, but I enjoyed everything I tried.
But those damn meatballs! YUM!
I could eat those all day. Until my cholesterol spiked back up to 300. It would have been worth it.