Home of the PREGNANT BURRITO.
Which I, of course, ordered.
It’s basically a big ass burrito covered in red sauce and miscellaneous cheese, filled with shredded chicken breast, avocado and raw onions.
It was ok.
The name was definitely better than the finished product.
To me, the sauce and cheese were a cheap way of covering up bland, flavorless contents. I could have used a bean or two!
Supposedly this burrito was named the “Best of LA” at one time, however, as the restaurant actually had a fancy plastic neon sign stating this (which was now completely covered in grime) I’m assuming it was NOT a recent honor.
Burn Victim Alert!
The Bread Guy and I ate our pregnant meals in silence, listening to the owner’s son chiding the owner for having high school football on the TV.
“Mom, no one wants to watch high school football! College is on”
This place is very, very quiet. I began to get ill at the sound of my own chewing.
I hate half of my somewhat healthy burrito and it’s now taunting me in the fridge…
…Now, how am I gonna doctor it up?…..
10426 National Blvd
Los Angeles, CA 90034