I got my burrito today, it was an odd experience. First, he asked if I wanted "the works" on it. I'm not familiar with "the works" but I trust the dude, so I said sure. We watched lady gaga kill some people while he cooked it, he's like a freaking machine! Last time I phoned an order in he said ten minutes, paused, said, nah, I can get that done in six. And he was right.
Sure enough, it was a new high. Everything was cooked perfectly, and the flavors were popping. Onions were on deck, tomatoes were bursting with flavor, the avocado was sublime, and the cheddar was sharp. There were a few flavors I wasn't sure on but figure were part of the works. Apparently he doesn't use cillantro [thank god].
So it was too good. I was expecting hole in the wall burnt steak and some sort of green sauce, and instead found a moment of nirvana. How the golly can I be dissappointed when the food was BETTER than expected?
Either way I've had three dinners from there, so I've got enough material for a yelp review, now I have to guess my damn password to yelp.
Saw Dr. Bro today, he was super cool, he managed to pull my blood panels because he was concerned too, but he said I'm doing surprisingly good. He thinks I just need to find something. We talked about it, and I really did just give up around 2010 and I've just kinda been ghosting. He also said in 30 years he's never heard of this psychiatric probation, and he wants to light in on the cop who pulled that poo, but I need to find the incedent report to do it, but I'm in carne coma mode right now.
