Topic > Descriptive Essay on My Comforts - 1158

Burritos have such different flavors that almost every different Taqueria has a unique taste to eat. Chipotle burritos remind me of higher quality fast food than McDonald's. It has that weird salsa flavor that makes me hate Taco Bell. There's something about that flavor that turns me away from their burritos. It tastes like corporate idealism and e-coli. They're too old to put enough love into their burritos and that matters more than anything. This is where my love for Dos Toros burritos comes from. It's still a big company but their employees love doing what they do and when my burrito is ready I can taste it. But the places that are dear to me are the city's taco trucks. I went to two in Williamsburg that are down the street from each other and another on 14th Street and 8th Avenue. The one on 8th Avenue is a hidden gem. The food tastes like the one my grandmother made. It brings me back to memories that weren't even associated with burritos. While that truck is my favorite, the Williamsburg ones are the most impactful in my burrito history. Those trucks painted bright green with white lights that remind me of food stands in the Dominican Republic are the ones that made me feel kind of