Sometimes, the worst relationships are just too exciting to leave. You reason, “Sure, she threw a wine glass at me during my niece’s first birthday, but, my god, the fooling around once we got home! It was like I ate a creal bowl of molly!” I have that with Taco Bell.

It’s brief euphoria that betrays me on the regular, and I thusly lack the resolve to leave it—or have until now. Thanks to a revelatory Brothers Green Eats, I now know how to make Taco Bell’s entire menu at home (or will once Part II comes out). So long, old life of tough nights and rough days! I’m going to eat like a stoned king the (technically) healthier way.

[H/T Foodbeast]