I had ONE opportunity to get a burrito while in San Fran and
it needed to be good. I spent far more time researching the best places than I did actually eating the thing. I chose The Little Chihuahua Mexican Restaurant just off
Haight Street and I wasn’t disappointed. Check out their menu.
I went for the fried plantain and black bean burrito. This
burrito weighed as much as a newborn baby and there was no way I was going to
do it justice. Nevertheless, I found a spot where I could eat without fear of
drippage and tucked in. I managed about half, minus a few larger bits of the plantain,
which were a little too much like plain old bananas for my tastes. Weird.
A good spot for some quality burrito time
Since getting back to London, I’ve had a go at making my own
burrito at home, with some success. It’s difficult to get tortillas that are big
enough to keep everything in place and I didn’t make the essential watery pico de gallo, which left my
slightly sad burrito wanting for some depth of flavour that hot chilli sauce
alone couldn't deliver.
So...the next step is to try to find the ultimate London burrito experience. I’m going to start with the following list from Time Out
and will report back on my findings.
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