1 post tagged “chipotle”
When I first heard of this place, I thought it was all right, a place a might eat at every couple of months or so. My wife was stoked on the place though. She bubbled with enthusiasm about how the rice had cilantro with a hint of lime, and how the chips were splashed with lime and square chunks of salt. It was almost like she had discovered a new species. She wanted to go there all the time. To me, it was almost like something I could make at home. I would have rather had Taco Bell.
That was when we were dating. I don't know what happened. We got married, and now I can't get enough of Chipotle burritos. And, of course, my wife doesn't like it anymore. She says I killed it. What can I say? I get a free drink because I'm a student (sort of), and a huge tortilla with hunks of beans, meat, cheese, and guacamole. Pretty basic. But good. It gets me full, and it's real food--not like the processed junk you get from most other fast food joints.
The only thing is, you have to play a sort of psychological game with the employees who serve your food. Now that I've been going there about 2-3 times a week every week, the people at my local Chipotle are getting to know me. They know what I like on my burrito. They hook me up with big scoops of everything I like. They give me the free drink even though my ID is from Cal State, and the only class I take at Chaffey is volleyball. There are, however, a few who think they're on the meat conservation committee or something. I'm a big boy, yet they insist on giving me little baby scoops of meat. I get huge helpings of rice and beans, and then a little sprinkling of chicken. But I learned something. Ask them to go very light on the rice and beans--maybe even get rid of one or the other altogether--and what do you know--those meager meat helpings suddenly have to get a little bit larger, or else they're going to be handing you one pathetic looking burrito. They have to keep up appearances, so they bump up the meat portion to round out your burrito.
Another strategy I've happened upon is to ask for a mixture of two types of meats. Half and half. It came to my attention one day that dipping the spoon twice yields a bit more meat than a single dip.
Now, we have those days where you don't feel like matching wits with
your food servers, so instead of being a cheapskate like me, you can
always ask for a double portion of meat. I'm just saying, there are
ways to work the system. Maybe that's why I've come to enjoy Chipotle
so much. We're like a sick, twisted, family. We both know what we want,
but we insist on manipulating each other. All for a couple of pieces of
chicken.
