A Review On "Chipotle"

It's a Sunday and already Chipotle is crowded. All the tables inside and most of the patio ones are taken. Then there is a long line almost out the door with customers impatiently waiting to be served. The workers making the food are annoyed, anxious and trying to deal with the pressure of guests mumbling their orders and the constant noises rippling around the room. It's a difficult life they lead.

The people in front of me are a group of four, all huddled together, reading and re-reading the menu, staring off into space and logging their locations on Facebook. Once I reach the counter, the tortilla guy looks at me expectantly. I tell him burrito with chicken. He nods and spits out, "Black or Pinto beans." I say pinto, but he looks up at me again and re asks the question. I point at the beans this time. My burrito is quickly passed to the next person and he in turn asks, "salsa?" I tell him sour cream and corn. He nods and then asks again, "salsa?" I say no. Annoyed, he asks me for the third time while looking down at my burrito, "salsa? I can't hear you." I want to suggest some eye contact, but what can one expect from a Mexican, but not restaurant? Finally he figures I don't want it, folds it up, writes a "C" on the foil and passes it to the cashier. Her eyes move around my body towards the line while she asks, "chips? salsa? anything on the side? something to drink?" I tell her no and she puts out her hand expectantly while she says my total. As if realizing that she has been rude, she compliments me on my earrings which I wonder if she had seen at all or if she had said it to the universe. She hands me my food and thanks me with no conviction.

I sit down and eat my burrito. Although I've been told on numerous occasions that Chipotle is so good and one of the best Mexican restaurants, it failed to meet my expectations. The burrito had little to no flavor even with all the ingredients I attempted to add to it. Even the chicken needed salt or something so overall the burrito was bland and all texture.

The very next day, excuse the term, I "blew chunks" and not from my mouth. So, my total experience was not a good one and I fail to see why Chipotle is so popular. Even the prices on their menu are ridiculous. If one pays THAT much money for food, it should be good, flavorful and sick free.