Rick D.
Yelp
Today, a miracle occurred.
I visited Bbad for the first time and, shortly after biting into the Bae-con-a burrito recommended by the staff on-site-I died and went to heaven.
In heaven, the Lord Almighty herself appeared to me and asked me, "Why are you here so soon, child? I wasn't expecting you for some time." I looked at her adoringly, partially because she acknowledged I had yet a life to live and because, well... I was at the pearly gates, and then replied, "Lord, I bit into the best breakfast burrito I've ever tasted and my body knew that it would never find a better breakfast burrito in all the land, so it was ready to depart. And now... well... I'm here."
I returned from this out-of-body experience and, fortunately, still had more bites left of my tasty Bae-con burrito to enjoy.
I suppose what made this experience so other-worldly, after some prayer and contemplation, was that finally, finally... a damn breakfast burrito place offered burritos with over easy eggs. It wasn't just that, though. It wasn't dry and nasty as "insert pretty much every LA place". It was fresh, filled with golden caramelized onions, fine potatoes cut with the sharpest blade that would make Samwise repeat on loop "Po-ta-toes" with dead meme yearnings the internet craves each week, everything was homemade (even the sauces!), and it was worth every penny. Miraculous.
One day when I'm old and need to share stories to the children after me, I'll tell them of the day I saw the Lord at Bbad. They'll rejoice, we'll cry together, and then they'll say, "Sure, grandpa. Let's get you to bed."