I walked up to Baja Fresh Express in Terminal D at 7am on a Monday morning. It was clean and there was one dude behind the counter. Being a daring eater, I grunt out my order: "Breakfast burrito, no meat." He says "Do you want papas (like on the menu) or do you want eggs, pico de gallo, beans and cheese?" I was all like 'yeah whatever you just said I want the second one." Homeboy totally hooked it up. The tortilla was so huge the thing was triple wrapped. A couple hours later, I was floating home over the clouds in a burrito coma. Damn that place is absolutely clutch.