But lucky for us, we have discovered a burrito joint in the middle of our local mall (and by local I mean it requires a bus journey AND a train journey to get there - we really do live in the country folks). Maybe I never grew out of my tween before I got my drivers license phase, but I was pretty pleased my husband decided to take me on a Friday night date to the mall food court.
Chilango.... sound a bit like Chipotle? Well it is! It's a complete knock off. We don't mind though. It's the best damn burrito this side of the Atlantic and we were happy....
So we chowed down. Thank you Chilango! I sure needed my burrito fix!
ps. Is it just me or am I constantly stuffing my face lately?