Restaurant Review, Boccali’s Pizza & Pasta 3277 Ojai Ave Ojai, CA 93023

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I like the details presented here!
There's just something about the combination of fruit and text that appeals to me.

Restaurant Review, Boccali’s Pizza & Pasta  3277 Ojai Ave  Ojai, CA  93023

I’m ambiguous about whether prosciutto is environmental or if there’s the face value of recooking while cheese is buried with the rich, and we’re at modern times versus ancient history to please an audience even when we’re confused because of nostalgia.  The Original Ojai Italian Cuisine is a piece of the puzzle; Boccali’s robust combinations become hints about enthusiasm, causes against devastation, superseding mistakes with plenty of Ventura’s wind, and evidence of Boccali’s activation of sturdy faith along deeper lands from artistic hope.  Nitrites aren’t mysterious surprises when a student considers ancient medical principles in contrast to Boccali’s ambiance in green rusticity, including my mention of their servers’ sagacity of determination with slight heat in food as well as mild tempers when folding the cold cuts.  My mind grows its warmth during my relaxed tasting of shrimp cocktails with limón and sautéed garlic butter, playing with a crab pizza and pondering about a cookie’s cheese for dirty pasta.  “The menu features their own fresh produce during the growing season, picked daily from their Upper Ojai farm.”  Me?  I’m just a millionaire who lives next to a senator and relishes a “halo of whipped cream” by it psyche, adoring the essence of gourmet bottles and Boccali’s fresh, beautiful, smooth, locally grown and hatched strawberry shortcakes.  Imagine hard fat from a pig’s neck if you’re a butcher, the cure of temperatures near those flavors of miracle berries distinctively local style, salame with no Wikipedia Encyclopedia’s transcription, Italian bacon that once existed flat, Boccali’s serving vessels from dry muscles, unsmoked crusts, and hints of bitterness that transition from specifics into obscurities.  So, what’s meat with myrtle berries?  Boccali’s vegetables are uniquely robust and mostly savory compared to their cheeses, only to say their meats are pretty swell on their pizzas and sandwiches when I recognize the rather extreme strength of Carl’s Jr.’s chorizo; eggplant can be roasted fairly far, sun-dried tomatoes require plenty of sunshine, and small and large green salads waiters procure with encirclement around my personal sizes of appetite.  Dining by the wine-tasting gardens is phenomenal with vivid, picturesque accuracy for Ojai land that’s needling great moments between my meal accomplishments and my padres’ explorations; these geographical dreamlands resound Boccali’s caring perception of reality as restaurant workers compromise peaceful situations through stagnations with professional chores against the propagation of likely germs.  Boccali’s cleanliness is their erasure of dangerous air as employees consistently give that final touch in the face of greatly ranged scenarios and the pulp of evil in germ warfare.  Boccali’s technical fouls aren’t seriously promenading except that they’re an Ojai Italian family who’s concerned about the general issuance of a series of farmstuffs, and just to inform the reader this learned message: good, delicious pizza is a local feat, not exactly a whole Italy country answer.  Boccali’s pizza resembles Spizzico’s pizza, Spizzico being a chain in Italy, concerning hand-tossed bread, but not their cheese and pizza toppings each.  In my respect, Boccali’s serves pizza that’s better than that by St. Mark’s Square, but maybe pales compared to Sacramento’s Roma 2 Pizzeria’s pizza-cheese-and-meat.  Con la honradez, I’m not a sucker for technicalities, so Boccali’s vague impression is magnificent.

  

Restaurant Review, KFC/A&W 2312 Arden Way #281 Harman-Linda & Mike, Inc. Sacramento, CA 95825

Restaurant Review, KFC/A&W  2312 Arden Way  #281 Harman-Linda & Mike, Inc.  Sacramento, CA 95825

The frills of golden deliciousness are these signature items prepared by restaurant workers’ technical fouls and quirks in virtue, determining their ingredients with visions of magnification and a heart of gold for my errors of likelihood.  So, what’s A&W’s Root Beer?  “It’s caffeine-free, made with real cane sugar and a proprietary blend of herbs, bark, spices and berries.”  A beer doesn’t need alcohol to have its roots, and Pepsi is a drug because it contains caffeine that’s most certainly a drug.  A&W’s Papa Sauce isn’t put on plenty of KFC’s items and it needs to be advertised more as part of A&W’s acceleration process in restaurant dignity.  KFC has chicken that’s extra crispy rather than extra grilled, so the chicken popcorn seems like it’s a step ahead of the stone.  Frozen foods are commodities for their transportation of full bellies; besides, Summertime BBQ Sauce can be winter’s brew, and it can be hard to distinguish creaminess from tanginess.  KFC and A&W didn’t cause for some of their items to be famous, classic, or traditional from their beginnings alone.  In fact, Arden Town KFC/A&W is a joint in recent culture with employees who must give, at the moments present, those Polar Swirls and Chicken Littles, and modern society is now a loose definition for me because I get the tastes of Coney Dogs and Wisconsin Cheddar Cheese due to the kind of elegance the restaurant staff works with.  Unique chili is brought up by accidents and mistakes in large parts, and Yum! Brands’ name is an oral wish by the business for aided children and interesting flavors as suitable tastes.  There’s some really friendly faces here, although I sense a disturbance in A&W’s free will since I’ve been getting a lot of their coupons on my cell phone for the same old food on A&W’s reservoir of their burger cuisine.  Food can be fast and still be parts of various cuisines, and the curds of sweet onions will be like those stinking roses for an apologist of general holidays.  Around Arden Town, I can walk to Dimple’s Record Store for a delicious moustache, to Goodwill for a glass checkerboard, to McDonald’s to meet a suicidal stripper, and then come to this restaurant for packages which revolve for the special root beer and the extra crispy chicken.  The creamy vanilla soft serve produces my sleep very quickly and my dreams may cause agony in writing at my dorm and some of my confused movements.  A pot pie is obviously not healthy unless we consider it as a treat from emotional upkeep.  Meals should come with beach buckets since they’re combinations of KFC’s and A&W’s American ideas, and Dole’s lemonade is built with a tune for sunshine and families in Dole’s imaginary conversations.  Very many online restaurant reviewers need to refine their observations by using less prejudice against businesses’ observed practices and realizing that a review’s stars mean nothing without verified descriptions.  Restaurant workers aren’t supposed to care all the time and can’t repair all materials, especially when they might have the same kinds of prejudice many customers share.  My positive generalizations for this place aren’t horrible ones, and I’ve had great connection between success in school and success in dining.

Restaurant Review, Popeye’s 9606 Rosedale Hwy Bakersfield, CA 93312

Restaurant Review, Popeye’s  9606 Rosedale Hwy  Bakersfield, CA  93312

Mild I tender with dipping sauces, “a special blend of Cajun spiced rice with just the right amount of authentic New Orleans seasoned meats and herbs,” the spicy tenderness over baking highways eating in orders, the charge of records with getting a peaceful compromise while listening to the skin in my ears and singing personal orders inside a luxurious lobby built from stripes of images and redness that’s more grey.  Cooks, runners, and customers around these parts are expeditors who share history when the clean ambiance and passing music remind me of those lonely epic moments in restaurants, during which a face beams up to utter perfection and atmosphere kicks up with both its internal environment and external environment.  Popeye’s is about Cajun Gravy, Cajun Rice, Cajun Spices, Cajun Home Style Battering, Cajun Seasonings, and Cajun Fries not French Fries; revolving Louisiana society and authentic New Orleans recipes, Popeye’s determines pollo in a Southern mannerism that’s distinguished from KFC’s.  It’s a family establishment since they provide food in vanquished quantities; today they offer children galactic maps and fish out tenders with Sweet Heat Sauce that’s invented with red peppers and honey, living for one convoluted prospect about cooking and encouraging magnificent joints for Southern fanatics and California residents alike.  Honey may complement in sweetness with high fructose corn syrup while Bakersfield Popeye’s sells designed batches of seafood, and the dining room becomes Bakersfield Popeye’s infatuation with Bako’s desert outside, which is the external environment that’s technically apart from this restaurant’s internal environment due to a tall sign on an attractive pole and the fast food company’s own pertained visage of logos and window posters.  Popeye’s Wild Honey Mustard Sauce could be randomly from certain types of geography and it flashes in my memory that Wild Mountain Honey and goes well with chicken that can be spicy or mild when I resume to the mesa carrying a tray full of rations.  Bakersfield Popeye’s fun attention to detail serves as their diversion to exciting principles such as aroused laughter and talkative love mongers.  Dreaming from Popeye’s social endeavors via informal transitions and Color TV, I return to Rosedale Plaza's identical spice of life and observe Bako’s gusto with a romantic fever for exercise and future hold, as I regress from lingo towards places through body removal and recent sanguine temper.  I don’t wish to be solo nada in a lavatory, however genders need to be united.  Popeye’s combos aren’t related to hamburgers; in fact, the company has Louisiana expressions (“Louisiana Fast”) of their disposal, and their Louisiana menu typifies a varied form of spiciness.  (Popeye’s mild textures aren’t Tapatío’s juice.)  Popeye’s prepared mustard has the mustard seed; Popeye’s Creole Mustard has the mustard seed.  My spicy references to Popeye’s accommodations are related to my birth, and I’ve just found since very little in age that I gravitate near foreign foods, because I don’t just listen to Earth when there’s galaxies across the universe.  The chicken’s (pollo’s) temperature isn’t excessive, the biscuits are puffy crisps, the dirty rice is rustic with silly tastes, and my soda’s ice transforms into Bakersfield’s medium of hot water pretty quickly.  My past cashier for Bakersfield Popeye’s deems her own correct opinions about sauces and late moments; plus, I can sit by a back-cushion bench in surreal modes for music engagement and my biological spiciness.  

Restaurant Review, Jack in the Box 801 Tucker Rd Tehachapi, CA 93561

Restaurant Review, Jack in the Box  801 Tucker Rd  Tehachapi, CA  93561

A customer’s unlimited references for a typical restaurant’s approval codes are his or her resources of command with a server’s delivery of tips about the pieces of the pie or the temporary modes of issuers.  My thanks are accepted for Jack in the Box in Tehachapi where my fries are read and tacos are lucky eights, and the restaurant’s variety of authorizations are steadily improvised by the employees’ aid of creative personalities while ambiance is stern in JB’s faith through the creative informal dining, at an expansive room against these shining copper lámparas and sequences of comfortable wood-like benches and sleek metallic long chairs known as stools.  JB’s affectation by the common muscular society affects their large teasing samplers, and the workers at Tehachapi JB deposit sauces around the Mixology Area where I mix lime and vanilla together when making a concoction of diet soda while holding the addictive caffeine.  Tehachapi JB’s treatment of my whole family may be optional for them, but there’s a possible sweetness between employee eyes that remains alive for 2 or 3 days continuously at a time, JB’s culture of patriotism and animal wildlife that includes both harmless and witty advertisements.  Tehachapi JB’s vast network of food-order accomplishments keeps within their simple cycle of kitchen actions before their tiny rules can be determined only with this building placement over market lands and a cute funny mural painting of Jack the Clown’s ample face.  A commonplace reviewer from Yelp, who resembles a white thread of annoyance, is dishonest about lies that exclude any of a restaurant’s positive traits while mentioning stupid comments about dirtiness and rude metaphors which only show his or her anger without that person’s refinement of reality or savor.  Jack in the Box likely identifies the company’s reactions to plates with their offerings of cheesecake with palm oil and burgers with juicy vegetables, and Tehachapi JB’s quest for acquiring future visits involves the company’s history of service rather than just the customer experiences that are talked about.  I can bring a ticket to the cash register and get a couple tacos which are nice and warm as reliable sources for JB’s hot sauce, and their teriyaki chicken bowls are rich combinations of meat and broccoli flavors that coincide with egg rolls as exemplary targets of sauciness and useful rice temperature.  Tehachapi JB has exclusive, phenomenal offers that gift customers with neat savings on Buttery Jacks, sourdough burgers, and fish sandwiches.  Jack in the Box sells in many locations the pounds of food that go along with drive-thru diets, and their hyped Monster Tacos are a delicious test of ingredients from their nervous system like bacon, nacho cheese, and Buttermilk House Sauce a.k.a. ranch dressing.  Jack the Clown is definitely not Terrible Herbst exactly.  For dieters concerned with health, the Chicken Pita is a scrumptious appetizer that’s small and it’s good to have before digging into a supreme salad, and JB’s grilled chicken may be stringy but comes with adequate heat that can be exhilarating without bacon and cheese on JB’s radar.  Now there’s the Double Jack’s meat to the Jumbo Jack’s meat and the buns’ gusto overlaps with their cuddly toppings and flare. 

   

Store Review, Shell 20521 Highway 202 Tehachapi, CA 93561

Store Review, Shell  20521 Highway 202  Tehachapi, CA  93561

There’s nothing like joining rewards and offering the means for highways of transaction, welcome to bonus prices against the verge of tropical savings when these changes are due to subtle perfections.  This is my footer since teachers often become random authors; Shell’s conceptual exterior design here breaks up company slogans for high efficiency oil and casual gallons at quarters, and I visit the place of the red-and-yellow clam for offers of Venom, Amp, Gardettos, T.G.I. Friday’s Snacks, Kettle Brands, Newport, M&M’s, Oreos, and lots more items.  Why not try a chocolate taco with locust bean gum, or pretzel candy with 30% less fat than average of the leading chocolate brands; ginger cola by the wind of northern towns, or an energy drink that can help you grow your hair?  At times I can be greedy of my own affectation, in the spirit of a jobbing mass on a Bakersfield drive to rustic deserts, during my encounters with Shell’s Erythritol or Corn Nuts by Indian wells; Shell has composed many delicious themes in regard to fuel efficiency in their historical moments for the firm lands of stories.  I’ve also flown to a Shell’s gas station in Lucerne, Switzerland, where talking Germans eat by gas station tables in emerald ambiance far off from Swiss weeds and little gardens.  Tehachapi’s Shell location has no inside tables and chairs for gas station dining, although I’m very much amazed by the Dairy Drive-Thru just like my mom is of their conventional ice cream freezers.  Tehachapi Shell’s interior environment isn’t a part of their conceptual exterior design, but it’s fashioned with plenty of shaded wood, with their work force’s attempts to congratulate those fine purchases with artisan hands and gleaming smirks.  Shell’s design is in its determination an oceanic promotion of their geographical creation when Venom’s 99¢ and there’s spicy fun with their manageable food accommodations as well as delectable sweetness.  I’ve been using an energy drink at least once every week for the last 15 months and have resulted dramatically in health improvements from the riboflavin, niacin, vitamins B6 and B12 as well as superior caffeine dosages.  Shell’s performance is really their transition from preemptive labor to native joy because their Earth’s workers live for cool digs and social enjoyment.  Before success, there’s no failure; after stability occurs, there’s wishes to gear up for wit and funny bones.  Shell may stop rolling for gasoline examination and stock-rebuild, but their execution is a proposal for traffic silence, and the gas station in Tehachapi is a medium for hospitality rather than a dispute with society.  One friendly guy pardoned me for my cigarette purchase as he knew about my careless phase with political correctness, and I’m a poet who’s generally about Spanish numbers and klondike polar bears while maintaining my scratch towards unwrapping drinks.  So, Monster is on the shelves in Irish colors, as I grab the touch for dusty eyes around the bend after my mom’s gone for her grumpy speculation about our love that’s in the sea.

Restaurant Review, McDonald’s 795 Tucker Rd Tehachapi, CA 93561

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Now, we're talking about architecture advertisement.
The Minions are all over the place! 

Restaurant Review, McDonald’s  795 Tucker Rd  Tehachapi, CA  93561

McDonald’s listed for a pain relief dream, hope you know around to epics stroked into through the golden arches as a complete or partial restaurant cuisine of the taste you create with buttered ciabatta, pure beef, creamy garlic sauce, grilled seasoned sliced tomato slices, especially thick cut bacon, and the Tehachapi McDonald’s kitchen’s individual preparations for their capitalism of society glorification rather than the U.S. government’s irredentism.  “It’s a delicious new day at McDonald’s, and more Yes Ma’ams, Yes Sirs and fo shizzles are headed your way soon.”  Tehachapi McDonald’s employee attitude is a token that acts as a channel despite a customer’s materialism, and lobby justice isn’t a matter of impudence without those personal clues between grill slips and fortunate cooks in McCafé uniforms.  McDonald’s declarations of happiness aren’t awnings in defense from customer complaints but custom attributes of McDonald’s emotional prominence with humanity’s blessings, with thrilling promotions of bogo offers with friendly times after closed checks.  There’s totals for dining inside or munching outside an internal combustion engine; quite often I’m cashless for the packages like Big Mac Meals and quantified nuggets, and there’s rustic sequences in the relationship of money and product that are easy-going if not confidence.  McDonald’s voice is swimming with affection here in Tehachapi by the flocking trucks in the parking lot and represents McDonald’s bands of radiant tissues by means of implicated good mornings which a patch of itching gusto forms.  The Create Your Taste Menu doesn’t overshadow the exuberance of Chicken McNuggets; rather, the Create Your Taste Gourmet Selections complement McDonald’s traditional ingredients like the Big Mac Special Sauce and Quarter Pound Beef Patties.  McDonald’s ciabatta rolls are designed with a different kind of airiness compared to the similar variation of their artisan rolls, so McDonald’s licking demonstration of food shape can make food texture more like food taste and concocted recipes closer to scientific compositions.  Well, it’s time to get the sparks out of the oven: McDonald’s food is an accommodation type for healthy living because of their salads, yogurts, breakfast bowls with dark greens, and the grilled chicken breast filets, not to mention guacamole and sliced jalapeños, and even chili lime tortilla strips!  Salads can become the compartments of sandwiches in McDonald’s future, and I can add three halves of bacon strips to a Create Your Taste Sandwich since toppings and slivers aid with a ration’s appearance and determination.  McDonald’s is a compromise that’s allied with diversity in corporate proclamations over rich smiles, sweet eyes, and what a pop musician would describe as “ear candy,” with a company message that may not be universally bound without at least pleasing the public’s insight.

Times Square... the place where WWE had that special for certain nights.
I wish I could see the lights of this place.
It just looks so pleasant and inviting, and I could walk miles around it.

Restaurant Review, Del Taco 645 Tucker Rd Tehachapi, CA 93561

Restaurant Review, Del Taco  645 Tucker Rd  Tehachapi, CA  93561

My check closed today, but the hosts are as welcome to Del Taco as I am, and my next visits for their supply are bountiful with rapid examination of mailed coupons.  I go medium with Del Taco’s combinations since my order type is based on the physics I understand for a diet off meals.  Del Taco’s authorizations in the kitchen are my personal clues about these most comprehensive moments available to stagnate in with glee over all my requests for soft asada chicken, getting just a few minutes on that general compromise at door or window through the healthy vitality of Tehachapi.  Here is the house for grilling and frying: Del Taco in the newest hospitality each day based on their professionally acclaimed Epic Burritos, each burrito with composition on all the most vital flavors to get a customer’s involvement of taste rather than appearance with it, with Del Taco’s mystery behind their proclamations on spiciness.  Del Taco isn’t built with striated muscles so much as stress reactions rather, imagined with cultural substances that ensue for the gusto of their craziness, as indicated by their stories beneath their advertisements geared toward unfreshing our notions against hot rations curtailing buns and shells.  Many whole chickens seem to have their breasts removed themselves, but I kid due to Del Taco’s phenomenon with sporadic attacks of fast food interruptions (U.S.A.) correlating with wet lettuce, finger-licking adversity, music ears, and following noses.  Del Taco’s Macho Beef Burrito itself is a response to Mexico’s cultural substances which are made up of foreign stimulations that Del Taco doesn’t pick up on such as Spanish decoration and Indian influences.  My reactive depression is soothed with Del Taco’s ray of cooking methods, reaching to recovery as a mental gringo who’s into those infernal hot sauces with jealous sensations, and I’m probably silly enough because I could also be done at home.  Del Taco’s contractions through their creations are bigger for my contemplation of their Turkey Tacos which are 30% less fat from their “Eat Well Menu.”  In addition to Del Taco’s mobile and compact Mexican Chopped Salad, my oxygen is improved with their slow-cooked beans and beef tacos which are priced at a grade of money that isn’t exorbitant but more reciprocal and romantic.  Del Taco’s demonstrations are daydreams of a process in which Del Taco is combining treatments with a customer’s mixed head, but when a dining room is on high excitement levels of spicy exuberance with help because of graphic fire and explosions of taste, there must be a collection of statements and hearty sparks when oxygen is being exasperated of.  Del Taco’s inward aggression isn’t a sacrifice but an essential trace element to their leaning for art, an agreement for anger and hunger through which Del Taco permits an attitude test of new cultural applications.  Del Taco is suspended among their most serious characteristics when neutral situations transcend into our dizziness toward removing bodies from familial injuries.   

Restaurant Review, Taco Bell 1098 Valley Blvd Tehachapi, CA 93561

Restaurant Review, Taco Bell  1098 Valley Blvd  Tehachapi, CA  93561

Taco Bell’s processes are involved in their entry of society with their sales through energy absorption: Taco Bell’s $2-dollar offers and national storage, a burning formation of sauces, not to forget Taco Bell’s mottos over pink-and-purple hue of demonstration.  My watering mouth’s inflammation proceeds at Taco Bell’s artistic sites of inclusion and obedience at once, and life is normally limited to a few meals a day at the current point in history when Taco Bell’s fun is feigned with teenage enthusiasm without pretension.  Taco Bell’s rich food is action-based occasion with customer diversion when not taken in a literal sense, Taco Bell’s “Drive-Thru Diet” engaged with provocative vehicles in shining glory.  Taco Bell’s adverse effects are their extreme creations, and Team Diablo’s inward aggression suggests that the innocent can ignore regrets while not being masochists.  Taco Bell’s efforts aren’t involuntary with their smooth muscles for living more, and their commercials are artists’ normal process ignited by talking Chihuahua incidents and the Taco Bell’s dong.  The Quesalupa is an open shell of meat spread out with fresca lettuce and tiny slivers of hidden cheese, and its commercial is recessive with Facebook’s reading methods by lovers’ selective limitations.  Taco Bell’s second bone is their Doritios Supreme Taco, a creamy mesh of blushing tomato pieces dripping with sour cream over soft beef, and it’s a second sight for cultural shock that’s often linked with snacky rations and our crushing affection.  Taco Bell’s Rockstar Freeze is sedative but thrilling and healing, and I had the Beefy Crunch Burrito Big Box for $5-dollars throughout my buzzed phase with Taco Bell’s second opinion, “Living Más is all about going big.”  The tropical lime flavor of Taco Bell’s Mountain Dew Baja Blast Soda is invigorating since it’s my test of the Mountain Dew Kickstart Energizing Orange Citrus Drink also, and it is managed to illustrate for Taco Bell’s heavy-go-getter edification, and my situations follow Taco Bell’s release of the single-dollar-breakfast.  This local restaurant’s swelling Tehachapi condition affects Taco Bell’s enticement of American capitalism with hanging canvases of randomly colored swirls and Taco Bell’s pink-and-purple gesture.  Taco Bell’s rash over their sign is constantly massaged with Taco Bell’s teenage enthusiasm and new food items like the Fritos-based burritos, their Cinnabon friendship, those limited edition Diablo hot sauces, a comforting Quesalupa, and Taco Bell’s consistent systematic remedies as cultural substances that are given by the customers’ mouths.  Taco Bell began as California’s heart murmur as generally a hot spot for meaningful demonstrations that include society ejection from the boredom always heard at home.  

This is Marketing Land's photo for Taco Bell, and boy is it good!
I think Taco Bell needs to be a promoter of so many venues at once!

Restaurant Review, Spencer’s Restaurant 10437 Rosedale Hwy Bakersfield, CA 93312

Restaurant Review, Spencer’s Restaurant 10437 Rosedale Hwy  Bakersfield, CA 93312

I clean my ears with a crayon as I call herself the fields during this mind filtering colocation of situations, generally by a meal space when I see people’s exhaustion of comfort.  Spencer’s treatments between seats and bare confections are layers of their hospitality lining this getaway culture of midget racing and meat love.  An excellent condition is in Spencer’s full terms with their second nature of BBQ and country favorites like Liver & Onions and peach halves.  Bakersfield’s sports-like influenza is implied through the patrons’ motor senses for Golf Channel and homely family communion; to define Bakersfield’s culture, Spencer’s restaurant system often develops because of the city’s cultural tokens like Biscuits & Gravy and what used to be the finished monochrome texture of motor-kart photographs.  Spencer’s peripheral building has ample shades of umbral darkness to coincide with the environment’s colors since a typical restaurant’s lighting is a meme of its tight reflections.  Spencer’s Restaurant is urban for an interested community of naïve efforts against a quick, temporary food-house, and their quantified, familiar options like big cheeseburgers and Fish & Chips illustrate Spencer’s concerns for a true dining experience, committed with gusto and rad motives for American plates such as their spicy ingredients and salads from Asian cultures.  Spencer’s Restaurant lives with cultural substances that make our skin softer and lighten up those days for resting away from our professions.  My family is family with Bakersfield’s people because we’re a rebreathing bunch of rustic eyes for wild flavors in a time when businesses are experiencing castration due to corporate jealousies and obnoxious commercials.  Spencer’s Restaurant serves the good temperatures with ice cream and sandwiches, and Spencer’s receptive euphoria is a lush clue to the diner’s rebound tenderness toward some of Bakersfield’s un-recessive customers.  I get a fever for the caffeine while I’m drinking at long moments, and there’s a recurring admiration for Hershey’s creamers and Diet Coke in wide and tall, engraved cups.  I hope I can give comprehensive drug information, but I’m not the first addict of coffee, and Spencer’s partial or accomplished decoration is a real effect in which all of a restaurant’s looks is both extraneous and a welcoming daydream.  Some of Yelp’s reviewers have the pleasure of hating with constant shock, but Spencer’s cast of servers to me is bilateral in terms of morals since they march through the dining lobby as a hearing gain between varied interests with tender but somewhat neutral presentation.  There are local favorites in Bakersfield that I can’t recommend enough: the Philly Sandwich is hot and wet; Biscuits & Gravy come with a thick, congealed sauce; Smucker’s Jam is a treasure and a gift; and there’s a perfect island where a family produces high quality Tabasco sauce.  Besides, Spencer’s Restaurant is in the stage of excitement for Mother’s Day and the touch of Bakersfield’s hands.       

Joe H.'s photo from Yelp.
Thanks Joe!

Restaurant Review, Burger King 620 W. Tehachapi Blvd Tehachapi, CA 93561

Restaurant Review, Burger King 620 W. Tehachapi Blvd  Tehachapi, CA  93561

The Angriest Whopper from Burger King is a definitive health reference that’s illustrated with handy commercials in a slanted color, because on many times in spiciness BK’s Angry Whoppers have been struck with obstructive toppings as really comprehensive ingredients.  The Angriest Whopper from Burger King is compiled by a Florida company referencing themselves to the construction worker culture through selling a flame-broiled medium that can help Americans to better health in the psychology department if not raise blood levels.  It’s a burger adapted from pious references to aid hunger in crafting faster, hotter selections about our stereotypes related to something manageable but dangerous.  Indeed, Tehachapi Burger King’s syrupy grand milkshakes may be “the coldest deal in town,” and BK’s longer definitions go reactively beyond the usual American passion.  Tehachapi Burger King’s consulting managers appear nervous due to their special senses for kitchen performance, and the leaders act as guides to consumer negativity by a peeping ear arrangement with the employees’ procedures and suggestions.  BK’s major references normally are fresh situations providing culture fiction, BK’s commercials pinpointing toward the possible love over considering the vague hatred of disciplinary parents.  The Burger King Company vibrates with abnormal characteristics in order to push their Yumbo or Jalapeño Chicken Fries, and they are a committed fad that’s allied with rare items such as the Philly Cheeseburger, Hershey’s Cream Cheese Pie Slice, and what the past tells me about the Burger King Big Kids Meal with the golden Pokémon cards and the smooth jazz of “Don Quixote.”  In rad addition to BK’s signs and cheerful symptoms of the traffic diseases and their recommended treatment for American anger, the mottos Burger King wants to understand most are brought alive as a secret language to the Angry Whoppers and Chicken Fries Rings while Burger King has been striving between a pair of centuries to invent the art behind American comprehension of desires as well as their subtle hospitality that overall can define American passion.  Adding to BK’s imagination of perfect dudes such as the king mascot and what was realized with the Burger King Kids Club, while the Zesty Sauce is offered along with the red icee, by using a capitalist enthusiasm for American stomachs, Burger King learns from their crunched math for condescending orders given by weirdoes on demand for sensible options, but I remember the radiant taste of the Angriest Whopper with these changes of the total charge with my listening to Burger King’s proclamation of the American passion, and I bow with the wise man’s words: “Shut up!”

This is my most favorite photo for this Tehachapi store.
Thanks to Nahshon P. from Yelp! 

Store Review, Big Kmart Store 710 W Tehachapi Blvd Tehachapi, CA 93561

Store Review, Big Kmart Store  710 W Tehachapi Blvd  Tehachapi, CA 93561

Kmart has a market in books; there’s nothing like sitting on the store’s patio chairs inside and dialing through a few pages of recent collections, all with a subtle philosophy for Eco Gel and Folger’s Vanilla Biscotti Gourmet Coffee.  Nicki Minaj works with Kmart’s fashion for super-interested clientele, but she’s a rapper who wasn’t on Xbox One’s Groove Music App too much.  Artists need more exposure for most returns and complete exceptions, so I can’t let invisible businesses know about their past.  Statistics is the reality as well as theories, and I can enter Big Kmart with the void over my mistakes.  Customers here are able to win points about bases of products and their bonuses, plus one discount may serve as a true reward since money is a kind of grade for useful materials.  My materialism is the sort that doesn’t fly with the last purchase; in fact, those months are a part of the curse and my trash can be rich.  As far as stores go, dedication must imply approval.  Quilt pillows don’t get thirsty easily, but Kmart’s bedsheet aisles are thrilling examples of flashy geometry.  A debit card helps with my peace of mind because I’m not always prosperous; I shop my way as the moments vary and my destiny is at its end due to these proper choices of desperate selections.  Experience is a compartment of participation, and I can write during this proposal of our compromise.  Many benefits are really surprises and I have the ability to see Kmart’s desks; just a simple receipt can be balance itself, and Kmart’s employees have a pulse for offers that don’t exist.  My compass gives while my head is screwed on just right, and Kmart is out of a dream with the sagacious manner I say their name in.  Kmart’s power to their own system is tricky since their signs flow over the workers’ heads, and that musical Chihuahua toy sold in this local establishment reminds me of ventriloquism.  Tehachapi should feel lucky to deal with a market that owns the Sierra Mist (“sierra mist on the rocks”) and appreciates my dad’s doubts; you see, my padres walk in the quest for good furniture and healthy ambiance for reading newspapers.  Kmart’s printed Spanish is smooth and they sell music that’s somewhat exclusive.  My honesty is the excitement of the dreams back, and my dad’s new furniture is the river of his wife’s front-seat.  Kmart should earn their questions when the reader obliges with my personal shopping for colas, albums, and cloths; very much, I’m the kind of guy who thinks there is culture for commercials in an elevator.  None of us can have Kmart’s complete details; however, mystery against a dude is sure between those epic clocks as he or she understands Kmart’s calls for a fuller variety and a worker’s quick survey of the fast holidays. 

Restaurant Review, McDonald’s Hwy. 58 Tehachapi Blvd. Tehachapi, CA 93561

Restaurant Review, McDonald’s Hwy. 58 Tehachapi Blvd.  Tehachapi, CA  93561

Under the roof there’s a little toy train with a picture of Ronald McDonald relaxing in his words, “You Deserve a Break Today.”  Certainly Love’s gas station is a fulfilled structure with heart logos, serving rolling tornadoes by a DVD box for Fantastic 4.  In fact, this place is a conglomerate of various appetites: Love’s chocolate, Subway’s pizza, and McDonald’s accepted coupons.  Since every item is quantity, customers may accept time near picturesque clouds and hotels that slightly tower.  McDonald’s location here provides children’s booklets about road safety, and adults can stagnate in delight with the McCafé menu: “it’s the start of something new.”  I made discoveries here about McDonald’s use of Grade A Eggs and employee maintenance.  Workers take your numbered receipt upon dining-in-orders, stick the ticket in an American Fry Box, plant the paper-vessel on a metallic pole, and then give you the rod so a uniformed helper can serve your wrapped, boxed, and dolloped goods.  The Crispy Buttermilk Chicken Sandwiches are amazing with un-watery mayonnaise, pinkish and slender tomato slices, rather tight chicken patties with soft thickness, shiny buns and good lettuce, all in subtle brown boxes that are competent with future nature.  For health fanatics, the egg white breakfast bowl is sure to impress with dark vegetables and satisfying diced tomato tokens and a juicy sausage patty with a mildly wet flavor.  Does the reader know that McDonald’s Chobani Greek Yogurt is in McDonald’s smoothies as part of the health craze in a prejudiced nation?  The restaurant serves rations with lots of protein and packages with little fat; to say it lightly, you can make grilled chicken special by simply exchanging your body from a box of fries to McDonald’s bowl of fresh salad prepared with light greens in medium shreds topped with one cute round tiny tomato orb.  The Big Mac Sauce isn’t a secret recipe any longer since it’s comparable to Kraft’s Sandwich Spread.  Tasting the occasional overtoasted McMuffin gives me a boost of confidence and urban gusto, not to mention that McFlurries are electronically crafted due to an efficient stirring machine that gives the portable desserts streams of color for their bar-spoons.  Oh, and the reader shouldn’t forget about the Secretary of Transportation!  “Painted stripes on the road show where there is a crosswalk.”  I can pick up El Sol Del Desierto (“The Sun of the Dessert”) for free here, take my brisk time around a Tehachapi bend, go see the golden poppies on Hill Mountain and appreciate McDonald’s cuisine of diet accommodations and sure happiness.

Here's the lobby; it's connected to Love's gas station.
The pictures show humanity in some of its extremes in kindness and photography.
This is Billy M.'s photo from Yelp.
The tables here are compact and squeezed tight so there's a bigger environment for comfort space.

Well, this commercial came out the year I was born in!
This is a toy train commercial, but it advertises the McDonald's Corporation.
Does the reader notice the old fry bag with the brown-colored M's?
The nuggets look kind of sleepy and Ronald's eyebrows stick out in a shape like that of California's state flower.
The toony ambiance of the video gives me the shivers for the Jackson family and toy model trains.

Store Review, Arco Am Pm 7851 Rosedale Hwy Bakersfield, CA 93308

Store Review, Arco Am Pm 7851 Rosedale Hwy  Bakersfield, CA 93308

The Cheddarwurst is succulent and juicy with cheese.  Special water bottles lean on these refrigerator shelves along the end by several aisles of quick snacks and confections.  Bakery items are right at the door-step.  WinCo nearby has coffee drinks that are thick and sugary, but WinCo’s food items aren’t so squeezed up together, the situation of which makes me feel trapped at walking in there.  Arco Am Pm serves as a medium for people’s convenience, and I walk to the Icelandic water in here or see how chilly the energy is.  Of course, I’ve been seeing Reese’s candy that has special holiday shapes.  Recently the artists of Sesame Street have been talking about the shapes of foods and mistakenly believing in their health implications.  I’ve eaten circle crackers and square pizza around the world, and beef jerky has come in different shapes varying from tubes to curvy strips.  Your typical chocolate bars have altered forms of natural chocolate because of the uses of milk, peanuts, and package stabilization.  Right near the place, I go to a barber shop to get my neck shaved.  Also, my dad can go on a car-wash-cruise by the gymnastic streets of Coffee Road.  Arco Am Pm sells less expensive tea cans that always have fresh flavors and a more mixed sweetness.  “It’s time to drink Arizona!”  The gas station aisles are compact in environment and color, and the 99-cent 32 oz. soda fountain servings are something to dream for with the real caution of smooth ice and caffeine levels.  Wave has a more coarse smoke compared to the minty smoke of Newports, but with whatever cigarettes (as a first-time smoker) I’ve been getting a nasty black heart that squeezes out of itself, which causes me to drag my feet with a kind of disinterested motive.  (I think joysticks melt.)  Anyways, this place is built with a low roof and feels like a curvy square while I’m enjoying the light ambiance during the store’s required rush.  Those tax types change in my mind as I fulfill a worker’s ticket for his or her registration number.  So many customers may not have a response to the store’s codes, but the hot food is in a warm yellow light in those window-convenient-boxes.  I make payments with my primary account and generally leave the store with a list of descriptions.  There are quantities against quantities, the math to references.  Time glows on whenever I make the pursuit for hunger and thirst.  It’s funny how a store has a copy that I can’t buy.  It’s good to recycle and get some sense back, for the better things like values and generalizations; my standards are slim but I’m acute with my way of noticing.  However my vacation is, I hope I give more dollars for less failure.  As a casual defense, Starbucks just keeps offering better and better drinks, so it’s not so brisk to turn back the table with Arco Am Pm’s goodies and understand work as an overstatement related to my charges and my embrace of the eat.

"American owned!!!"- Troy S. from Yelp

Does the reader see how tight the space is?
Bakersfield can be a wonderful place.
I like the bricks of the building, the style, the poster signs... man!