Huevos mexicano with cactus, tomato, and bell pepper
Gallardo’s Mexican Restaurant, 1807 Folsom (at 14th)
Kicked off the burrito challenge with a visit to a nearby Mexican joint. Unfortunately, what we had not anticipated was that this is a classy Mexican joint (check out those old-timey photos on the wall) where real live old Mexican people go to enjoy a leisurely Tuesday breakfast away from annoying hipsters who think eating their traditional cuisine every day makes for a great novelty contest rather than being just, you know, a thing you do.
Perhaps their ire at having two excitable twerps burst in upon their haven explains why the paper bag containing my burrito burst open less than a block later, leaving my chips stranded on the sidewalk. It’s okay though, I technically probably shouldn’t have eaten those anyway.