I leave for Spain TOMORROW, and for my last dinner at home I opted for burritos, since it’s the food I’ll most miss. So it was timely that I came across this post, which bemoans how a restaurant managed to mess up a burrito—hilarious and tragic at once. Any Mexican food fan can surely empathize, and I’m just glad my last burrito wasn’t such a misstep.
P.S. Though no ACTUAL studies have been done, it’s safe to say that 95% of nostalgic talk in Spain centers on Mexican food.
(post via Medium.com)