Three words: raw meat bar. You can make a squid (ahem, "calamari") burrito if you want, which I did and wouldn't recommend. It tasted fine, but who wants to get to the business end of a burrito and find a tentacle waving in your face? That's the last time I try to impress my four-year-old niece.
This is also the perfect place to go before a rock show in order to pack in valuable protein for the long, long night of drinking and smoking ahead of you.