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Long John Silver’s Baja Fish Taco: Sounds weird, tastes…

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I always figured that there is a room at Yum! Brands headquarters where employees and management bet on what kind of stupid things they can get people to eat. Well, in their ad for their latest, um, creation, I believe Yum! has finally fessed up.

The commercial features Long John Silver’s Baja Fish Taco. In it, both through their supposed taste test guy and in their tagline, they say the taco “sounds weird.”

This is the same corporation that gave us the KFC Famous Bowls, that oversized cracker they call The Edge, as well the Chalupa, Gordita and all that other non-Mexican Mexican crap on the Taco Bell menu. Since they’re suddenly being honest about their ideas of their menu items, why don’t they come clean about that “technically a” taco salad they advertised earlier this summer? “Batshit insane?”

At any rate, true fish tacos usually have grilled fish diced or in strips, lettuce, pico de gallo and a few other things that vary between restaurants and chefs. The funny thing is that with their “Freshside Grille” items, Long John Silver’s could have come closer to what most people would consider a fish taco to be.

Of course, that’s not what they did.

What they actually did was place one of their fried fish fillets in a flour tortilla, add shredded lettuce and “crumblies” and cover it with a “Baja” sauce.

“Wait a minute. ‘Crumblies?’ What the hell are ‘crumblies?’” I hear you ask. Good question.

Well, when Long John Silver’s fries their fish, they use enough batter to coat a fillet from a great white shark. The fried run-off of the batter or the bits of batter that fall of the fish (or chicken, or hushpuppies, or whatever) are known as “crumblies.”

Yes, Long John Silver’s is making those a selling point.

To be fair, though, it isn’t as if they are selling the taco for a ridiculous price. Then again, for 99ยข, you do have quite a few choices for a cheap bite to eat. So is the Baja Fish Taco worth it?

As long as you remember you are getting a fast-food version of a fish taco (and that you paid a dollar for it), there is nothing to be overly disappointed about. The fish was cooked well, but, not surprisingly, dry. The lettuce was good, and the “crumblies” worked better on the taco than they do on the bottom of the box of your typical Long John Silver’s meal. You might expect the Baja sauce to be hot. While it does have a kick, you don’t have to steer away from the sauce if you’re not inclined to eat spicy foods.

Now I did mention I found the fish dry, but I always find Long John Silver’s fish dry, and that is nothing the Malt Vinegar Sauce doesn’t easily take care of for me. However, your mileage may vary.

The Baja Fish Taco is a decent item. It isn’t worth making a special trip to Long John Silver’s for, nor is it something that will make you choose Long John Silver’s over anywhere else that has a value menu.

But if you are headed to Long John Silver’s or one of the “multi-branded” restaurants with a Long John Silver’s menu, the Baja Fish Taco is worth a try, especially if you’re looking for an add-on to a meal. You may even like it more than the tacos at the Yum! restaurant better known for them, though I suppose that’s really not much of an endorsement.

In other words, the Baja Fish Taco is nothing to write home about, but nothing to completely write off, either. A 3 out of 5.

  

A Little “Off the Wall” Humor

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I watched quite a bit of the numerous Michael Jackson video retrospectives, some of them better than others. For example, on one “classic” Viacom channel that will go nameless (but not numberless), you would have thought Jackson only made about ten videos for seven songs. I swear I saw “Dirty Diana” ten times if I saw it once.

It also marked the first time(s) I saw the “Thriller” video in its entirety. I never did before for essentially the same reason Jackson felt compelled to put the disclaimer in front of the video, which is pretty ironic now that I think about it.

There were also a couple of other videos that made me wonder how their planning and execution might have taken place…


Epic Records Headquarters, New York City, Summer 1979. Michael Jackson is walking into the office of one of the major figures of his new record company.

Michael Jackson: You wanted to see me?

Epic Bigwig: Yes, Michael. Please come in. [Gestures MJ toward the chair on the opposite side of his desk.] I just wanted to say we’re excited about your new album. We love the sound, and we think it’ll be huge!

MJ: Thank you. I appreciate it.

EB: I have some bad news though. You see, we spent the entire budget on the album, but we still need to shoot video, and the end of the fiscal year is coming up, and the accountants will go nuts if we try to fudge the numbers any more, so…

[EB reaches under his desk, picks up a Hills Bros. coffee can and places it near MJ.]

MJ: What’s this?

EB: We took a collection around headquarters…

[MJ picks up the coffee can, opens the top and looks in. His expression of disbelief is obvious.]

MJ: There can’t be more than sixty dollars in here!

EB: MJ! Give us some credit! … It’s $78.32. I counted it myself. See, there are a couple of those Susan B. Anthony dollars in there. They look a lot like quarters ’til you look at ‘em real close…

MJ [interrupting]: I’m supposed to make a video for $78?!

EB: Actually, you’re supposed to make two.

MJ: What?!

EB: Relax, Michael. You can use all the film you want! We budgeted for plenty!

MJ [sardonically]: Wonderful. Thanks.

EB [oblivious]: Don’t mention it!

MJ [under his breath]: Don’t worry, I won’t.


Two weeks later, Michael Jackson finds himself at Epic’s production studios with his video producer.

Video Producer: Thanks for coming, Mike! I just wanted to show you final cut of “Don’t Stop ’til You Get Enough” before I send it out. I think you’ll like it.

[Cut to four and a half minutes later. MJ is staring at the monitor with a blank expression on his face.]

Producer: What I did was start with some stock footage of disco lights, and then I asked myself: What would make this unique? So I went to a community college, borrowed a microscope and shot through that. That’s the overlay of crystals you see on top.

MJ: Let me guess. The crystals came out of the budget.

Producer: Oh, no, no, no. I snagged some Sugar Twin packets out of the breakroom. Completely free!

MJ [sarcastically]: Well, that’s a relief.

Producer [hears, but doesn't pick up on the tone]: I’m looking out for you, Mike! But on the way back from the college, I see some kids playing marbles, and I got another idea. And before you ask, I did have buy them each an ice cream cone, but it’s a small price to pay, huh? [He claps MJ on the shoulder.]

[MJ looks as if he wants to respond, but changes his mind.]

MJ: Well, I guess you did the best you could. And I really dig the triple dance in the middle…

Producer: I knew you would, Mike, I knew you would!

MJ: So, yeah, under the circumstances, I have to admit, it doesn’t look bad at all. Good going.

[MJ holds his hand out to the producer, who shakes it readily.]

Producer: Thanks, Mike! I’m glad — really glad — you like it!

MJ: Great! So how much is left?

[The producer reaches over, grabs the coffee can, opens it and shakes it around.]

Producer: Let’s see. There’re a couple of fives; one, two, three singles… about $14.50, maybe $14.75. Oh! Wait! There are a couple of those new silver dollars in here. I thought they were quarters…

[MJ facepalms.]

Producer: Don’t worry, Mike! I got it covered. You see that outfit hanging over there?

[The producer gestures to the door. MJ reluctantly looks up to see a black outfit covered in what might be in the neighborhood of 40,000 sequins. MJ blinks, comes to the realization that he likes it, and smiles.]

Producer: I thought so! My sister’s a pretty good seamstress, huh? [Claps MJ on the shoulder] Anyway, her husband, my brother-in-law, is assistant manager of a disco. He can set us up with a floor and some lights and stuff. [Hands MJ a slip of paper.] Meet me at this address in three days. And don’t worry! Everything is taken care of. Trust me!


The following Friday, Michael Jackson, nattily attired in the sequined suit, gets out of a limousine and walks toward the front door of a club. A sign on the door directs him to the side of the building. He walks around to the side door and enters a completely darkened room.

MJ: Hello? Anyone here?

[A couple of seconds later, an overhead spotlight turns on, followed by a large greenish-blue light from the back of the room and another overhead light that projects kaleidoscopic images on the floor. The light in the back of the room begins to spin. MJ looks around him bemusedly.]

MJ: What… What the hell is this?

Producer [from a distance]: It’s “Rock With You”, Mike! [He starts walking toward MJ.] Mike! Think about it! You’re the star! [He puts his arm around MJ and walks him to the middle of the floor.] You stand in the middle and dance, the girls dig it, the record sells, everyone’s happy!

MJ: You have got to be kidding me. No one will take this seriously! This is gonna look like we’re shooting in somebody’s basement!

Producer: Just sell it, Mike! Sell it! What have you got to lose, huh?

[The producer pats MJ on the shoulder. MJ shakes his head and sighs.]


Early Fall 1979. Michael Jackson is called back to the same bigwig’s office from before.

Epic Bigwig: Michael! Great to see you! Let me tell you; the fans love the videos! You pulled it off! Great job!

[MJ can only manage to look at the Bigwig quizzically. Not surprisingly, the Bigwig doesn't notice.]

EB: Listen. We want to make it up to you, Michael. Next album. You can make a video as big as you want, as expensive as you want. Deal, Michael?

[MJ is motionless for a couple of seconds. Then suddenly, he perks up, the wheels start turning, and a big, almost mischievious smile comes to his face.]

MJ: Deal.