Mihoka F.
Yelp
*Imagine*
a Cozy seaside cafe with a slight sea breeze touseling your unkempt hair Sunday morning and your partner and dog getting along more than I ever did (curse you, hara, I feed you, girl, I see where your loyalty lies). After 2 rounds of the block, we found parking and found ourselves in a cafe area that felt like I was in Greece. OR what I imagine Greece is like.
I walked into this place because I heard whispers of the legendary breakfast burrito. I mean, I traveled to this affluent area as a poor PhD student, feeling like I was in an income bracket (or three) lower than the average people in the area, in search of what I hoped was the burrito to end all burritos, but heck, I was out here for my burrito.
And you know what? It's incredible. The tortilla? Perfect. The eggs were fluffy and slightly runny, the bacon crisp, giving the burrito texture and chew, the potato doing its potato job and bringing life back into me, and the cheese melted in such a way that all the ingredients got along and delivered a magical moment. Every bite had me questioning my life choices--specifically, why I haven't been eating burritos like this since birth. LET ME rave about the SALSA. What in the world. The salsa had depth, volume, and smoothness. I am not sure how to evaluate salsa, but with slight spice and tang, the burrito was elevated to Nirvana.
But then... $13. *Thirteen dollars*. Sure, I was practically serenading this thing with mariachi music in my head, but I couldn't help wondering: is there gold in this burrito? Does it come with stock options? No? Just...burrito?
At the end of the day, is it worth $13? Depends on whether you're willing to trade a solid chunk of change for a tiny bundle of heaven wrapped in a tortilla. But you know what? In a world where cold brew costs $6, it might be a reasonable price. after all, we all gotta keep up with inflation.
*DOG FRIENDLY !!!!!! (bonus points)