Jack-in-the-Box has almost replicated a food-sensation from my youth:
Tacos. At Wrigley Field in Chicago on a sunny day. Made early in the day, no doubt, and kept warm in steamers and under hot lights, a shell that started as crispy became greasy from its tasty contents and a little chewy and they. were. magnificent.
Kudos to Jack-in-the-Box for at least making the killing of us all with terribly unhealthy food so darn enjoyable.
From their website (www.jackinthebox.com):
No trans-fat. Thanks, Jack!