So here is the deal with Chipotle. Every once in a while I forget why I don't like coming here and then *poof*. I magically find myself in line, looking at that damned Aztec art thingy, wondering what a plywood and sheet metal Montezuma has to do with the comically overstuffed burrito I am doomed to regret eating.
The food does not taste horrible. It is decent. I really enjoy their fountain soda, I don't know why. Their are a few places that just have amazing fountain soda. QT for one and Chipotle for two. (That reminds me, I am going to yelp QT next. I have some shit to say about those Mo-Fo's.)
So here is why Chipotle gets two stars. Every time I eat there, I get about halfway through my giant tube filled with meat, beans, and rice when Ol' buzz kill Chipotle shows up in my gut, like the cops coming to a party. Chipotle barges in and yells "Chipotles here, everybody OUT!". That is when all of the drunken teenagers inside me make haste for the nearest exit.
Yes, I did just make a diarrhea euphemism, relating Chipotle to the cops and my poop to drunken teenagers. I am not proud.
Why do I repeatedly torture myself for mediocre food?
Although, I do expect mad props for not going with a Montezuma's Revenge joke.