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Burritos like lead pipes.
Quesadillas dripping with iridescent orange grease. Chips that could
stain their way out of a burlap sack. It all adds up to a satisfying
encounter at this Mexican poop factory. We're certainly not going
to call it a light lunch (think of it like eating a normal meal on
Jupiter) but we will tell you that once you get that craving for one
of their titanic concoctions, nothing else will satiate your hankerings
for the fat bomb like this joint. [MF]
Other Locations:
Burritoville
(Carnegie Hill)
Burritoville
(Hell's Kitchen 2)
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