I found this pic today (by found, I mean I was looking at it hanging on the wall of my cubicle at work), and thought I would tell you all a funny story about two of the great loves of my life.
As I was contemplating telling the story (that we will eventually get to in the course of this post), I realized that I have been utterly remiss in communicating my love of all that is Chipotle. I have told you all about the men in my life, and I brag on my hubby (who rocks!) every week, but I have yet to even mention Chipotle. I'm so sorry Chipotle, I love you, and I miss you terribly - I'm hoping I can convince Austin to come visit this weekend!
If you have never enjoyed a Chipotle burrito, you, my friend, are seriously missing out! Imagine if you will, the most beautiful, gleaming, modern decor, ecclectic, but very tasteful, music pumping through the sound system, and food so delectible in its all-natural goodness, that it makes my mouth water just thinking about it. Do you have that image in your head? Good. Now put all of that into a fast. food. restaurant!!!! Too good to be true, NO!! It exists, in all it's cheesy, spicy, tomatoey goodness in the form of Chipotle Burritos!!!!
My love affair with the burrito the size of my head began when I was in high school, though I remember it like it was yesterday. The rumor had been flying around school all day that a new Mexican place was opening at Union and Academy, and as part of the training for their staff they were offering free burritos to everyone who came through the doors! Not the first 50, or even the first 500, EVERYONE!!! Free food, and an excuse to get off campus was enough for us, so my friends and I piled into my family's minivan (I'm not sure why I was driving the minivan on this day, but I distinctly remember that I was because the driver's door latch had a pesky habit of letting go right when you were going about 45 miles an hour down Palmer Park Blvd, scary . . . but, I digress). When we arrived at the restaurant, the line was snaked through the entire restaurant and out the door. We all knew that we had only 45 minutes before 4th period started, but we were far more interested in free burritos. When we were about half-way through the line, we spotted our history teacher (for whose class we were inevitably going to be late, if not miss all together) leaving the restaurant. He just shook his head and laughed. We all made our way to the front, ordered and jumped back into the van for a very fast ride back to school. I think we were about 35 minutes late for our hour-long class, and we ate our burritos at our desks. Our teacher was really cool, and since we didn't do that kind of thing too terribly often, didn't make a big deal out of it. And the rest, as they say, is history.
After our love at first bite, I was hooked. Chipotle was at least a weekly trip for me, with or without a friend, and once I ate two burritos in one sitting (quite a feat for someone of my appetite). When I left Colorado Springs to go to college in Dubuque, Iowa, I was crushed to learn that there was no Chipotle in Dubuque, or in the entire state of Iowa for that matter! How was I going to last an entire school year without Chipotle. The closest one was in Madison, Wisconsin - a 2 hour drive both ways, but I somehow conned friends to make the trip with me multiple times throughout the year! (I didn't even have a car while I was at college, but I had awesome friends and an stupendously amazing boyfriend who took me every time I got the craving :) ). I had quite the system - I would order 1 burrito, and 1 burrito bowl with an extra tortilla, eat the assembled burrito in Madison, and take the burrito makings back to DBQ to be enjoyed in a day or so (any longer than a day, and it was a little gooey).
I have now eaten Chipotle burritos in 6 different states, and it never gets old! This picture is from the grand opening of a Chipotle in Phoenix, AZ. (We just happened to be there on opening day while we were visiting my grandfather for his 80th birthday!)
Thankfully, Austin loves the burrito almost as much as I do, so he makes sure that we get some whenever we are in an area that has them!
As I had said, there were absolutely zilch, zero, nada Chipotle locations in the entire state of Iowa, so when I went and fell in love with my handsome husband and we decided to live in Iowa, it was a very difficult transition for me. We wrote many e-mails to the proprietors (who always answered, and were very upbeat and polite when they did so) begging them to bring a Chipotle to our fair state.
While planning a weekend trip one evening, we were surfing the web to find out if there were any Chipotle stops along our route only to see that they had finally built a Chipotle in Iowa! Iowa City!!!! (Which is a shorter trek than between Dubuque and Madison!)
It was such fabulous news! I whipped out my cell phone right then and there and called my parents' house in Colorado! My parents are notoriously difficult to reach at their home, so I left a message. In my excitement, it sounded something like this:
"Hey everybody, call us as soon as you get this, we have the best news!!!"
Yep, they thought we were having a baby!
Well, we cleared up that little misunderstanding, and informed them of our elation over the new Chipotle! They were very excited for us and shared in the joy of our "new arrival."
For Christmas last year, my sister gave us a gift certificate for Chipotle (cleverly packaged to look like a burrito wrapped in tin foil :) ), so this picture is me and Austin in our "new family" pose.
Thanks for reading and indulging my silliness! If you're interested in finding a Chipotle near you, click here! And no, they don't pay me to advertise for them, they're just that good!
Have a great Wednesday!
just happened to be taking place). He pulled up to the valet parking section and told me to get out of the truck. Again, I began to protest about how expensive tickets would be if we bought them at the door. To which he responded "How about we just use these tickets that I bought in October?" as he pulled a packet of tickets out of his coat pocket. Needless to say, I was surprised (again) and speechless (which does not happen often)! Because he had purchased the tickets so early, we had the most amazing seats! About 10 rows back from the front and off to the side just a little bit. We could see EVERYTHING in spectacular detail! Our seats were so close that we could feel the heat of the pyrotechnics! It was ABSOLUTELY FANTASTIC!!! After the show we headed back out to the truck, and I thought that the evening was over - what a wonderful, romantic surprise! Right?
