My wife and I ate at the DIA taco bell on our way to San Francisco a couple of years ago to visit my parents. We both had dreams of eating some yummy dungeness crab for a week, plus a bunch of other seafood. Long story short, both of us could barely even keep down 7-up and saltines the whole trip, let alone anything tasty.
As much as I miss a horrid, yet strangely yummy taco from taco bell every once in a blue moon, I'll never eat there again.
Actually, I'm scared of most fast food places, and even restaurants now. Worst week ever, that week at the family after taco bell.