I’m a big fan of tacos and similar items in Mexican cuisine. Lately, my favourite Mexican place has been Chronic Tacos. A few months ago, I noticed an empty storefront down the street had been leased. I wondered what was going in there. It took a few weeks but a small sign got put up indicating there would be a new Chronic Tacos location there. I was so excited! Just steps away from my home was some good eating.
Unfortunately, it took month and months for the store to be built up. I’m not sure what the delay was but it finally opened up this week. A friend of mine decided we should partake in the grand opening by having dinner there on Wednesday night. When we arrived, I had my heart set on a chimichanga, which I admit isn’t the healthiest option. It’s basically a burrito filled with goodness and then deep fried until it is golden. There was a bit of a lineup in front of us. When I got to the front of the line, the lady behind the counter told me they’d just sold the last burrito because they were out of burrito shells. This was at 7pm in the evening. She further volunteered that they were way busier than expected and sold a lot of burritos. Who runs out of simple round flour shells? I was really dejected and had to settle for two tacos with beer battered fish, done baja-style. It was delicious but it wasn’t really my number one choice.
Because I got nothing better to do, I decided I was gonna come back the next day to get my chimichanga. I even tempted fate by arriving at the place later than I had done the night before. Luckily, they still had burrito shells in stock. I finally got chimichanga. The thing was as massive as I remembered it from the first time I had. I basically ate the whole thing which I’m not too proud of. I wasn’t hungry for the entire rest of the night.
Some people set goals like loosing weight, learning a new language, or getting a promotion. I try to eat foods that elude my grasp.