Palo Plaza — Local services in Long Beach

Went to Del Taco last week. This is my second visit in 1 year. I have never eaten there before. Spanish speaking looking staff from diverse populations of countries Spanish speaking does not like brown complexion. I am a United States of America citizenship Indian. Each visit has a fake greeting. The first visit food bland didn't taste ingredients of chicken rollers. This second visit I pulled on the door near the patio seating like before not seeing the sign at first and I felt to much vibration electrical buzzerd sensation as if that is a prank. I ordered a #9 burrito fries drink combo the cashier charged for #6 hard taco and quesadilla (with 1 piece of jalapeno pepper and one seed from the jalapeno). I paid but didn't read receipt. I said what the hell is this just about ready to board the bus. I wasn't able to return the bag and I had to eat with my medicine. The quesadilla was too much cheap cheese dripping oil, the taco shell not the same as before taste nasty and to thick lumpy a fake crunch different ingredients. The drink a Dr pepper taste off brand nasty. This is another way of price gouching...making customers buy what the business want. I am telling the city prosecutor office...they have a program to handle this...

When I go to this Plaza it's to visit Del Taco & it is usually very late at night or very early in the morning since Del Taco's drive-thru is open 24/7. I like to get their burrito on their buck & under menu. And since I am usually heading home when I go there, I get one for the guard who is on duty at our gated mobile home park at the time. I feel bad since they are at that gate for 8 hours straight & don't have the luxury to leave & go get one for themselves. They are pretty filling &...

Right yeah I think this is the place my dad gets donuts for me sometimes. One time, Jacob and my roommate were going to get some donuts from here and asked if I wanted one. I didn't, but I said yes. This was when I was first developing a crush on Jacob, and I was too shy to say I wanted to go too. But I had some strange urge for him to bring me something, so I asked for an old fashioned. In that way, just maybe, we were connected. God...