Prepare yourselves, ladies and gentlemen, for the two heavyweights to square off, and understand that my opinion is thoroughly and unabashedly biased. While BTB holds a special place in any wolverine’s heart, its reputation as drunchies and limited scope force it off of our radar, which caters to the national (at the very least regional) population in its quest to ascertain the best franchised Burrito around. Such a heartwarming deduction leaves us with few establishments whose substantive Burritos are worth debating: local favorite BTB, centrally-located Chipotle, and our off-the-beaten-path lovable underdog, Qdoba. By this logic one can deduce that, just like humans like to say about other ugly humans, it’s what’s inside the outer protective shell that is most important. While the tortilla is imperative in guaranteeing Burrito cohesion, there is a large population who prefers an unwrapped or naked Burrito, rendering such quality tortillas obsolete. One step above Moe’s is Panchero’s, who boasts freshly-made tortillas on the regular. Their salsas are bad, forcing Moe’s into irrelevance. Moe’s Southwest Grill might as well not even exist their wide selection of various unlimited mediocre salsas being their only bragging right. The popularity of the Burrito only second here to that of the Pizza, I have had the pleasure of sampling and pontificating about the merits and disadvantages of each fine establishment. Given my current residence in Ann Arbor, Michigan, I am most intimately acquainted with the Burrito scene of its hallowed grounds spreading from Main to State street and all the way to the outskirts. While many franchised and local establishments exist throughout our great country and the world to cater to our Unquenchable Thirst for Burritos, there are two that set themselves apart in the minds of the constituency.
The proliferation and American bastardization of the “Mexican” staple, the Burrito has become a taste sensation throughout the United States, garnering an unprecedented devotion among college students and a bemused and begrudged acceptance among their elders. I hold this truth to be ludicrously self-evident (and am thoroughly baffled at any dissention), that not all Burritos are created equal.