Pain On A Plate

The day after Tortilla Flats, we lunched at ,
69 First Ave, NYC. The sign is easily the most uninspired this blog has seen. As for the "II," "I" is now known as Puebla and sits right down the street. We chose this one for the reviews, even though Puebla's reviews are pretty positive, too. Downtown Bakery II looked pretty no-frills; the description of the burrito indicated that it came with refried beans but no salsa. There was a surcharge for hot sauce, which I gladly had my brother pay since that's not cheating. Take a look.






Looks like salsa verde, right? You could probably pick a little piece of pork out of the burrito, coat it with salsa and hope that it's at least decent salsa verde. Go on.

You're entering a world of pain. I really needed an iced tea to make it through this burrito. The texture of the deweaponized portions of the burrito were decent, but I can only vouch for the taste of the salsa. I think I detected hints of curry. Curry and napalm. It kept my mouth burning for an hour afterwards. Bravo!

One word of advice-- I would suggest against trying to customize an order here. My brother order a burrito sin cilantro and they prepared his burrito without adding any cilantro to the meat. Thing is, there was a ton of the soapy stuff in the rice. Dorx.