Found myself in Barstow, last Sunday because love can make one do crazy things. When life throws you Barstow, you look for burritos.
Barstow is home to the oldest Del Taco which, as of this writing, is holding a 4.5 star rating with over 450 reviews. I'm struggling to figure out what the hell is going on, since Del Taco restaurants in Bakersfield float between 2 & 3 stars. But that's another write up, and I only mention because...
I'm not sure what I was expecting when I walked into Jenny's Mexican Grill (4 stars), and ordered their breakfast burrito.
I was pleasantly surprised to be asked if I wanted beans (possibly most under rated breakfast burrito ingredient) or hashbrowns. I reply both because I didn't get this pretty skipping ingredients.
When I requested a large coke, a sweet lady from the back came out to ask if I wanted my drink in a soup bucket because they didn't have anything larger than a 16oz (did I mention I'm very pretty?). I declined, but it's the thought that counts.
10 minutes later, I'm presented with my burrito. I walk out to a few nice fellows having a jolly conversation about someone's bumper sticker.
"Ain't that the truth!"
I long for the day when emails were the biggest of our problems...
I digress. I sit in my truck and rip in.
The burrito delivers a big hit of Hot. Juicy. Something? The green sauce mixed with the eggs, hashbrowns, sausage, and beans to create one vague mushy flavor that is reminiscent of breakfast if breakfast were cooked up and served to me in a blender.
The excitement from my first bite lost, and every subsequent nibble only served to reiterate how little is going on here. I liken my experience to purchasing a Coldplay record because you like "that one song."
I want more from Barstow, and I'm hopeful I'll find it. Maybe Del Taco...There's gotta be something to that damned yelp rating.
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