tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697966017575679500.post2946330109660472628..comments2024-02-14T02:53:36.727-05:00Comments on Mayor Gia: And Then I Ate the World’s Best Burrito.Giahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10026292498250130247noreply@blogger.comBlogger66125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697966017575679500.post-83421826620430325992012-03-15T15:12:09.174-04:002012-03-15T15:12:09.174-04:00Mmm. . . sexy burrito.
I just ate too many cream ...Mmm. . . sexy burrito.<br /><br />I just ate too many cream cheese frosted Girl Scout Trefoils, so I'm understanding your desire to keep from bingeing.Suniversehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02535141439995862912noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697966017575679500.post-62817091996990710872012-03-15T13:38:16.703-04:002012-03-15T13:38:16.703-04:00Thank you. I am now craving Mexican and we have sh...Thank you. I am now craving Mexican and we have shitty Mexican restaurants here. One time in college I drank a bucket full of coconut rum and pineapple juice. The next day my whole apartment smelled like pineapple. *GAG* I can no longer drink it. But coconut rum? Yes please!THE SARCASM GODDESShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16701902616479991303noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697966017575679500.post-57478668166452865892012-03-15T00:11:55.250-04:002012-03-15T00:11:55.250-04:00I love your blog and your drawings, sofaking fabul...I love your blog and your drawings, sofaking fabulous! I'm reading the boyfriend interview next.Jen at Mom Rockshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05743071997264071451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697966017575679500.post-25859524784452629272012-03-14T20:03:33.423-04:002012-03-14T20:03:33.423-04:00Awesome drawings, as usual. I especially like the ...Awesome drawings, as usual. I especially like the way you draw a burrito. It makes me hungry. Oh, and I think you and Boyfriend and that Burrito from Heaven could all live happily ever after together. Sounds like a pretty perfect life to me.Katie @ Chicken Noodle Gravyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02852793993330125727noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697966017575679500.post-63198869026249738982012-03-14T17:47:00.354-04:002012-03-14T17:47:00.354-04:00I think burritos are a lot like pizza. Even bad on...I think burritos are a lot like pizza. Even bad ones, are still good!Jackiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18076696497945939880noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697966017575679500.post-8989844749116028862012-03-14T16:44:43.004-04:002012-03-14T16:44:43.004-04:00I love that you said 70%, not three-quarters or al...I love that you said 70%, not three-quarters or almost all. As always, freaking hilarious!Kristinhttp://www.mutterschwester.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697966017575679500.post-16898725946594130012012-03-14T13:36:43.476-04:002012-03-14T13:36:43.476-04:00i wanna spoon you and your blog for making me laug...i wanna spoon you and your blog for making me laugh so hard two weeks in a row (just found you last week via yeahwrite)christinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02983259980848913151noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697966017575679500.post-60207490160955124912012-03-14T13:00:33.955-04:002012-03-14T13:00:33.955-04:00Ay, burrito. Was it perchance a Freebirds? Also re...Ay, burrito. Was it perchance a Freebirds? Also re: coconut rum, I've HEARD that drinking to too much goldschlager will ruin a person on goldschlager...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697966017575679500.post-53532854702177701232012-03-14T10:02:17.266-04:002012-03-14T10:02:17.266-04:00That was one big burrito. And now I'm going to...That was one big burrito. And now I'm going to meditate on burritos, haiku, and the power of guacamole. ELlenSisterhood of the Sensible Momshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10978033016895948863noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697966017575679500.post-46794922721006270272012-03-14T08:38:06.723-04:002012-03-14T08:38:06.723-04:00Can you only want to spoon "sexy" food i...Can you only want to spoon "sexy" food if it's remotely phallic? Just asking...Kim S.https://www.blogger.com/profile/13213887812737407113noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697966017575679500.post-59799943663865793662012-03-14T01:46:44.111-04:002012-03-14T01:46:44.111-04:00As Mexican, I wish I could give my 2cents on the s...As Mexican, I wish I could give my 2cents on the subject. All I can say is beef cheek tacos.<br /><br />www.mamaandthecity.comMamáRegiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11892181063954290578noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697966017575679500.post-64430819940345251352012-03-13T20:50:29.994-04:002012-03-13T20:50:29.994-04:00The burrito might well be the best thing ever inve...The burrito might well be the best thing ever invented! Great post!Michelle Longohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15437193620480920753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697966017575679500.post-8234576716342254192012-03-13T18:12:27.775-04:002012-03-13T18:12:27.775-04:00I would like a bite
Of your sexy burrito
Please wo...I would like a bite<br />Of your sexy burrito<br />Please won't you share some?<br /><br />Love your blog! I, too, hate running into people and share a love of huge delicious burritos.Jenniferhttp://kvetchmom.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697966017575679500.post-91574429665337114842012-03-13T16:32:21.381-04:002012-03-13T16:32:21.381-04:00I so get this ... I think you owe your coworkers a...I so get this ... I think you owe your coworkers a thank-you note. Had the threat of running into them not existed, you would not have found heaven.Lenore Dianehttp://lenorediane.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697966017575679500.post-30174649407403310492012-03-13T15:44:32.304-04:002012-03-13T15:44:32.304-04:00We have a place called "on the border" b...We have a place called "on the border" by us too but it's a strip club. Thinking they would not have as good of food as yours.......Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697966017575679500.post-37611238079435024992012-03-13T14:43:27.264-04:002012-03-13T14:43:27.264-04:00I love burritos. Love them. I ate them so often du...I love burritos. Love them. I ate them so often during pregnancy that I'm pretty sure my babies are at least 90% burrito at birth. Truth.Staceyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15350041902758743959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697966017575679500.post-55959161236737317062012-03-13T14:31:11.498-04:002012-03-13T14:31:11.498-04:00A good, hole-in-the-wall Mexican restaurant is har...A good, hole-in-the-wall Mexican restaurant is hard to find. We had one in my college town that, sadly, is no more. I still dream about their burritos.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697966017575679500.post-72279404839581182502012-03-13T14:17:25.686-04:002012-03-13T14:17:25.686-04:00Oh man, now I want a burrito! For some reason my m...Oh man, now I want a burrito! For some reason my mind is flooded with images of a Chihuahua dancing on a dinner plate now. So thanks for that.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04968250671087385396noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697966017575679500.post-77334987756535453862012-03-13T14:16:06.155-04:002012-03-13T14:16:06.155-04:00I could eat chips and guac with every meal of the ...I could eat chips and guac with every meal of the day. Oh and wine too.Jamiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08938378044931508438noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697966017575679500.post-74764098607388025262012-03-13T13:20:55.840-04:002012-03-13T13:20:55.840-04:00You are so very funny: especially the comparison o...You are so very funny: especially the comparison of the burrito being about the size of a chihuahua. And wanting to spoon the burrito and your BF all night long. I loed this!Ado @ The Momaloghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00881604301550998273noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697966017575679500.post-13580449344252507172012-03-13T13:04:41.978-04:002012-03-13T13:04:41.978-04:00You had me at magic bag of goodness. I know what ...You had me at magic bag of goodness. I know what is for dinner tonight nowAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697966017575679500.post-19857548369713542522012-03-13T10:31:08.830-04:002012-03-13T10:31:08.830-04:00Mmmmmmmm burrito. Alternative post title: Do not r...Mmmmmmmm burrito. Alternative post title: Do not read this if you haven't had any lunch yet.my honest answerhttp://www.myhonestanswer.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697966017575679500.post-69340903853273790522012-03-13T08:59:06.262-04:002012-03-13T08:59:06.262-04:00I'm going to start shouting: "eat me! Ole...I'm going to start shouting: "eat me! Ole!" in traffic. I live in Texas so I feel it's pretty relevant. Awesome.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697966017575679500.post-66577484256025134682012-03-13T08:56:42.659-04:002012-03-13T08:56:42.659-04:00(apologies if this is a duplicate - I wrote on the...(apologies if this is a duplicate - I wrote on the train, and then lost my connection when posting! Gah!)<br /><br />I have long been a denizen of Taco Town. A *loyal* denizen - burritos were for those few weirdos who liked boring flour tortillas instead of delicious (and sometimes crunchy!) corn tortillas.<br /><br />Until I found Cha Cha Cha Taqueria, near my office on Beacon Hill Boston.<br /><br />The first time, it was an accident. I didn't mean to cheat, but the guy at the counter made a burrito when I *specifically* requested a taco. Still, not being a jerkface, and also being a hungry dude, I did not make him start over.<br /><br />I hurried back to my office, my heart aflutter with guilt and excitement. I closed the door, and put all of my pictures of tacos face-down on my desk. I didn't want them to see my shame.<br /><br />I slowly unwrapped the burrito, taking in its delicate scent, and shuddering with antici......pation. I leaned in for the first soft bite - and pulled back just before my lips met its haughty folds. What was I doing?<br /><br />"No," I whispered. "I can't. I...I'm a taco man!"<br /><br />"You must," the burrito seemed to whisper back.<br /><br />I did.<br /><br />I felt things I hadn't felt in years, sensations of wild abandon, excitement of exploring a full bodied-flavor new to me, yet familiar in its form. Now, burritos and I have a weekly discrete rendez-vous in my office at lunch hour.<br /><br />Please don't tell tacos. I love them - maybe more than ever. They are my steadfast compaion, always there for me. But burritos - they are my excitement.Beejhttp://www.dadofthedecade.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697966017575679500.post-83611407293634363442012-03-13T08:13:41.106-04:002012-03-13T08:13:41.106-04:00Hilarious! I especially loved the Eat me! Ole! bur...Hilarious! I especially loved the Eat me! Ole! burrito. I think I'm going to have to have a burrito for lunch. And chips. And guacamole. I love guacamole.Heidihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01897963154223770756noreply@blogger.com