Burritos Juan or Burritos When
Last night a group of whampers decided to combine a night of comedy at The Good Ship with a test of the new burrito joint that’s opened directly opposite, Burritos Juan.
It’s only been open a couple of weeks and was empty when we arrived. From the front it looks a bit unprepossessing, but inside is perfectly pleasant with a few tables and chairs leading to the counter at the back. There’s camouflage netting on the ceiling and fake brickwork wallpaper, but the overall effect is perfectly decent.
It would be fair to say that they weren’t geared up to the sudden arrival of eight people, but we were warmly welcomed by an Argentinian girl replete with enormous comedy sombrero. She took our orders, which were all pretty simple. The menu is basic: they have tortillas, they have fillings. We ordered. We sat. We waited.
I sent a couple of tweets.
We waited some more.
There were three of them behind the counter working away, perhaps not at the breakneck speed one might expect from a fast food establishment. Then something happened. I don’t know what. But it was clearly very funny as they were suddenly in hysterics. We assumed they’d dropped something, but they didn’t tell us what was quite so funny. It was hard not to laugh along anyway, although our growling stomachs and the impending kick-off of the comedy were tempering our good humour.
The guy working there dashed out the front door, returning a minute later with a large pack of Doritos, which we were given as a peace offering. We’d now been waiting more than 20 minutes.
Then he dashed off again. What had they run out of? Tortillas. Fairly key ingredient.
Finally, our burritos were ready. They had somehow taken almost 45 minutes despite all the ingredients sitting in containers right under the counter. We were all starving and wolfed them down. They weren’t very big, but they did taste ok. I’ve had better but I’ve also definitely had worse, and to be fair, we probably hadn’t seen the place at its best. We went to pay (£3.50 for a burrito, 50p for a soft drink – cheaper than most shops) and they commented that we’d eaten them very quickly. I expect we were supposed to savour every mouthful but hunger and time were against us and 45 minutes of work disappeared in about 4.5 minutes of eating.
I would definitely give Burritos Juan a second chance, but not with a large group of people unless I called ahead. This might be tricky though as the business cards have an address but no phone number. There’s a lot of competition on the High Road for fast food, and these guys will need to be slicker if they want to become a fixture – they have a big advantage in being the only Mexican place around, I really hope they make the most of it.
Uuh, you just made me crave for burritos so I went there for lunch today.
My beef burrito was made in 5 min and tasted fine although pieces of the beef were chewy. It was quite small compared to the burritos I’ve had in the states but it did the trick for a filling lunch.
Did you get a bargain because it was so slow? When I was there today they had a number of signs saying a burrito is 4.50 and 4.99 for burrito and drink.
I took some pictures and put them on flickr.
Sounds like you'd be better off making them yourself at home. shame.
Hysterical laughter in a food outlet – never a good sign. All sorts were probably being dropped into your burrito.
On a similar theme, I walked into the music shop at the top of KHR the other day, to buy strings, and one of the chaps in there started spontaneously chortling away, leaving me a little bemused..
Are you sure those were beans you were chewing on?
Did you get food poisoning?
3 of us went a few weeks ago on a friday night, restaurant was empty (and yes they have upped their prices) and there was only one man there taking orders, waiting our table and doing the “cooking”. The taste of the very tiny fajitas was not bad, the nachos were disgusting and had chewy old chopped steak pieces instead of chili and the rice served with the enchiladas was stale. All-in-all a very very disappointing experience and a waste of 2.5 days of our lives spent being very sick.