Where the Food Comes Last

I could have saved myself a visit to , 767 Washington Street, NYC, had I glanced at their web site first. Here's how they introduce themselves:

We're New York City’s innovative place to party - putting the FUN in FUNky. Check-out our Event Nights: Bingo, Hula-Hoop, & Funday-Sundays. There is always great music, amazing margaritas & the best in Tex Mex dining. [font change mine]

Nothing against margaritas, but I have reservations about any place that gives them higher billing than the food. Speaking of billing, this was the first time I paid $8.50 for a burrito, or would be if my bro hadn't paid. Was it worth it?






No. Nothing was any more appetizing than it looked. Whose idea was it to showcase that mushy mass of beans outside the tortilla? As for the unfolded burrito, that's a rookie mistake I haven't seen outside of Tres Rios [spits]. Anyway, since the thing was unfolded, I opened it up instead of slicing it in two :






Cheaters! Just the cheese this time, and it didn't really help. The carnitas had grill marks, but no smoky flavor. Or any other flavor, for that matter. In Tortilla Flats' defense, this was a custom order; the only carnitas burritos option on the menu is, for some reason, two carnitas burritos with some form of salsa.

If you're looking for a place to wear pajamas, hula and play bingo, by all means, get your dork on at Tortilla Flats. If you're looking for a carnitas burrito, keep walking.