Alright, so let me tell you about this Super Burrito joint over in San Bernardino. I was out and about, feeling that familiar rumble in my stomach, you know how it goes. And the craving hit me hard: I needed a burrito, and not just any burrito, a super one. I’d heard some whispers about this place, so I thought, why not give it a shot?
Finding it was easy enough. Pulled up, and the place itself, well, it wasn’t gonna win any beauty contests, let me tell ya. Pretty straightforward, no frills kinda spot. But hey, I’m not there for the decor, I’m there for the food, right? So, I parked and headed inside.
First thing that hit me was the smell. Oh yeah, that glorious smell of cooked meat, spices, tortillas toasting. That’s the stuff. My stomach gave another happy growl. I moseyed on up to the counter and had a look at their menu board. Lots of choices, but my eyes were locked on the prize: the Super Burrito. I went with the carne asada, ’cause that’s my go-to, my benchmark for any burrito place.
The fella behind the counter took my order, quick and efficient. No messing around. I paid up and then found a spot to wait. Didn’t take too long, maybe ten minutes? I watched them assemble it – big old tortilla, generous scoops of everything. They weren’t stingy, that’s for sure, and I appreciate that. Nothing worse than a burrito that’s all air and disappointment.
The Moment of Truth: Unwrapping the Beast
Then they called my number. I grabbed that hefty package – and man, it had some serious weight to it. This was no lightweight contender. I found a table, sat down, and started unwrapping one end of the foil. The steam escaped, carrying that delicious aroma. My mouth was watering, I ain’t gonna lie.
I took that first bite. And BAM! Flavor explosion. The carne asada was juicy, seasoned perfectly, not tough or dry. The beans, the rice, they were cooked just right, creamy. There was a nice bit of salsa in there, giving it a little kick, some onions, cilantro – the whole nine yards. It was all balanced, nothing overpowering the other. Every single bite was packed with goodness. This wasn’t one of those sad burritos that’s mostly tortilla at the ends. Nope, this bad boy was stuffed from tip to tip.
Here’s what really made it for me:
- Generous Fillings: Seriously, they loaded it up. You get your money’s worth.
- Quality Meat: The carne asada was the star. Tender, flavorful, exactly what you want.
- Good Construction: It held together too! Didn’t fall apart into a sloppy mess halfway through, which is a big plus.
I pretty much inhaled that thing. Didn’t leave a scrap. It was just pure, satisfying, burrito bliss. It wasn’t trying to be some fancy, gourmet experience. It was just a solid, delicious, fill-you-up kind of meal. The kind of food that hits the spot perfectly when you’re properly hungry.
So, yeah, Super Burrito in San Bernardino? It gets a big thumbs up from me. It delivered exactly what the name promised: a super burrito. If you’re in the area, and you get that burrito urge, I’d say go for it. It’s honest food, done well. No complaints here, just a very happy stomach.
