The Dari-Hut

Mexican burrito with ground beef. Very good but salty and priced a little high.

Ah, Dari Hut. I have fond memories of riding my bike back from Totem Jr. High to that park that overlooked Kent, and my friends and I would drink beer we sneaked from our parents and then bike, intoxicated, over to the Dari Hut where we’d get fries, burgers, ice cream, et al.
The fries were good. The soft-​serve sucked. The cheeseburgers were unimpressive. They were greasy and cheesy, y’know?
I also recall one time Josh and I were there and talking about how much we hated the Federal Way/​Auburn/​Kent area. As we were talking, this plus-​sized family walked in, and they had this kid who was six or so. He was only wearing his underpants, and the mom’s diabetic feet weren’t covered. We both stopped talking, mouths agape, and watched as the father went up and ordered ten cheeseburgers in an inappropriately loud voice, and the pantsless boy started jiggling and making strange noises. His older sister (maybe about our age) said, «DAMN IT CRITTER, mom, Critter’s doing it again! Stop it!»
We left and got on our bikes, then high-​tailed it elsewhere. Good times, good times.

Great french fries. The hamburgers and chicken strips are alright, cant really screw that up. Havent really tried anything else though.
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