Phat Burrito, we can still be friends...
PB I really wanted to like you. Hell I wanted to love you to the deepest depths of my soul. However it isn't going to happen. I mean you have a bunch of great things going for you...your close to home, you got a cool name, you are cheap & easy and of course you have chosen the greatest food on the planet to make, Mexican. However you are like a hot chick...you don't notice the flaws until you are up close. That is when you see the wrinkles or botox injection marks.
The bars on the windows add a ghetto charm, the hippies behind the counter are cool slackers but all your salsa's taste the same, your corn chips aren't homemade but tostitios and (GASP!) your Coke was flat! There are certain things I can overlook but flat Coke is not one of them.
I have stopped by a few times so this isn't a vindictive thing. It isn't you it is me........ ;(