Category: Whats On My Plate?

Hungry For More.

Copper Mountain Food Truck.

I was looking for a Rito.

I saw a truck.

I wondered,

If there was food in yonder.

I walked closer,

Vision was blurred.

I rubbed my eyes.

To my surprise,

There was a menu,

With a rito,

At the top.

The truck driver said,

“That jacket looks thin,

Are you cold?”

Yes but this Rito is about to warm me up.

She looked at her teammate.

He handed her a rito shaped tinfoil.

She handed it to me.

I was confused.

How did you make it that fast.

Was it a blast from the past?

Or am I just trashed.

Don’t worry,

They just had a stash.

Of breakfast ritos under a red light.

Which I vibe with.

I took a bite,

The cheese had been melted a time or two,

But what was I gonna do?

Eat the hot rito.

In the cold air.

Hot & Cold.

Didn’t even need any tabasco.

I wanted to go back for round two,

But remembered,

I had skis.

Cheers Sendy’s.

Have you ever wanted breakfast?

But knew it wasn’t going to fill you up.

Like a rito would.

Maybe some egg and sausgae.

All wrapped in a warm flower tortilla.

Add some hash and pico.

Tabasco on the table when you sit down.

The stars are aligned.

Then the waitress says, “FYI it is a big Rito.”

“That won’t be a problem.”

She says, “If you finish the whole rito then I’ll buy you a bloody mary on me.”

Her confidence is unmatched to my rito eating capability.

The sausage mixed well with the egg.

The hash gave me that extra filling.

The tabasco gave me that jazz I was looking for.

And the free bloody mary was the icing on the cake.

Cheers Toast & Co. of Colorado.

You outdid yourself.

I have set foot where it all began.

Where the first Chipotle rito was wrapped.

It was small.

Consise.

Everything I needed was right there.

I ordered my usual.

I asked for vinaigrette.

She said, “On the side?”

I didn’t know they would mix it in the rito before wrapping.

Brilliant!

But from my experience,

I knew that it would make the rito too juicy.

So I said, “On the side.”

Chips. Guac. The works.

It took me back.

Back to my first rito.

I couldn’t control myself.

I inhaled the rito.

It was amazing.

One of the best ritos that I have EVER had.

From the Mecca,

With Love,

And a full belly.

❤️

Today I decided,

I was going to plan ahead.

Normally I get to Chipotle around 7,

Line longer than to get into Heaven.

I wait and watch,

My stomach growls,

This is torture at its finest.

So today,

I went at 5 to save for later,

The door read,

“Online orders only”

I go to order on the mobile app.

Wait time is an hour.

Thats longer than I normally wait in the line.

I order,

Head home,

Sit and wait.

Drive back at 7,

Pick up my Rito.

Crush it,

The devil tries,

But I try harder.

❤️

It had been a while,

Since I had seen you,

I was worried you wouldn’t recognize me,

Time is not always kind,

As soon as I got to the glass,

Separating me,

From the warm fillings of a burrito,

I looked him in the eye.

He looked me in the eye.

At the same time,

We both smiled,

“Whats up man! It’s been a while!”

Sometimes the bond is bigger than the burrito,

Luckily,

He was wrapping my burrito.

A normal wrapper would’ve needed 2 tortillas,

But not my him.

The cashier had a look of fear on his face,

He quickly turned into a hype man,

“You got this! Wrap that RITO!”

He laughed as he cupped the tortilla around the fillings.

I could see the guac trying to seep though the creases,

The warm tortilla stretching.

It was a big burrito.

As he rolled the Rito over one last time,

He grabbed an additional tin foil.

I nodded and said,

“Now thats how its done! Good work my friend!”

The man behind exclaimed,

“WOW!”

He couldn’t believe it,

But I could.

Thanks to Chipotle,

I now need to take a nap.

Goodnight.

People have been asking,

I have been eating,

Carne Asada.

What is Carne Asada you may ask,

Carne Asada is steak,

That is cut,

In long strips.

More meat,

More happiness.

But wait,

What if I bite the tip,

Of a strip,

In my Rito.

My teeth aren’t as sharp as a Great White,

Next thing I know,

I have a meat strip hanging,

Out of my mouth.

And for that reason,

I am out.

✌️

You may remember,

The legend of Rito Island,

Where the Chipotle Secret Sauce flows,

Like wine down my throat.

However,

Chipotle did not like,

The secret of Rito Island being exposed.

They took action,

And now I’m paying,

25 Cents for every side of Chipotle’s Secret Sauce.

I’m hurt and I don’t hurt easily.

😢

Have you ever had Chipotle’s secret sauce?

Some call it vinaigrette.

But I’ve had vinaigrette sauce before and let me tell you,

That ain’t it.

It’s full of flavor.

Spices.

But not too spicy.

I once saw them blend it in a blender.

What!

Legend has it,

It is imported from an island called,

Rito Island.

They say the sand feels like a fresh tortilla,

Hot off the press.

One day I will find this mysterious Rito Island,

And become a permanent resident.

See you there,

Chipotle.

Oh Chipotle.

Why are you so good to me?

I feel like a little pup,

I want you when I wake up.

Before bed?

Thats not what I said,

But yes.

I would eat you in the stars,

If only we could get to Mars.

A Rito in hand,

While watching the land,

Farm to table,

You mean,

Farm to my BELLY.

I love you, Chipotle.