The world's most inconsiderate food

Mrs. Bart and I have a running joke that we can't get out of a Mexican food place without someone ordering sizzling fajitas. Because it wouldn't be right to eat Mexican food and go home not smelling of onion smoke.

Like many jokes, it's based on fact. All too often we're wrapping up, waiting for the check, and we hear the dreaded sound. Sizzzzzzle. Dammit. Now we're going to smell.

Tonight we ate at a place where there was only one other couple present. Just one other. And what did we hear? Sizzzzzzle. Dammit.

When I want fajitas, I get tacos al carbon. Simple as that. It's like fajitas, but they do the work for you. And you don't stink up the joint. Who thinks, gee, I'd really like tacos al carbon tonight, but I want to be inconsiderate towards everyone else in a 50 foot radius? I know, I'll get sizzling fajitas!

If you're going to order a meal that provides the maximum amount of misery for others, here's what I'd recommend:

-Tableside guacamole (tasty, but extra work for your server)
-Queso flameado (ditto, plus adds danger of fire to your server's day)
-Sizzling fajitas (stink up the room with your dish)
-Bananas foster (combines the best of stinking up the room, fire, and making your server do extra work)

Of course, you'd need to find a Mexican place that serves bananas foster. Maybe in the new New Orleans. It's less of a chocolate city now, and more of a chipotle mole city.

Mmm, I could go for some chipotle mole right about now.

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