Despite the lack of precise measures, I think we can all agree that this is a really big-ass taco.

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As he prepares it, Chestnut reminisces about how, as a child, he would go to the local 7-Eleven after school and construct walking tacos at the taco bar. And then he goes to town, aided by two bottles of Gatorade Zero (blue flavor). His weapon of choice is a slotted spoon. The whole thing is gross, as you might expect, but what’s really endearing is how much he seems to enjoy it, even at the very end. You’ve got to admire someone who loves his work so much. And now I kind of want a walking taco, though in a snack-sized bag.