I’m eating a burrito for lunch, and—stay with me here, I promise this isn’t a what-I-ate-today post—
I’m eating it, and I take the first bite, and I’m a bit disappointed, because there was too much rice and not enough tasty queso sauce in that bite. But with that disappointment comes excitement.
You have to understand that this is a hand-assembled burrito, one that I watched come into being just five minutes ago. I don’t expect (or at least shouldn’t, rationally) that it will be mechanically perfect in the distribution of ingredients. And because I watched its construction, I know the ingredients I want are in there.
And so that disappointing first bite is in fact a promise of ridiculous, luxurient flavor parties in some of the following bites. I am pleased and excited to have taken a meh bite.
The burrito paradox!
I kind of doubt that will catch on.
More posts about food pls
I ate another burrito. This one was evenly distributed. I enjoyed it. It’s a win-win!
So you’re going to tell us which taco shop not to visit, due to inconsistent burrito quality?
Ever try an apple? I’ve never run into one of those that was unevenly distributed, and still ate it. Ah, the low standards you burrito eaters hold…