I’m on an overnight meeting in LA, where I landed just in time to get some food. Rhonda was already in town and took me to this Mexican place in Torrance called El Torito. Time was a little short, but they were incredibly kind about us making a rush of things. I had the burrito especial with chicken, which I believe roughly translates to “burrito that is special.” I’m not sure what made it particularly special, but it certainly was tasty. It was the sort of “laid out on a plate covered in sauce” breed of burrito, served up alongside beans, rice, and a little mound of pulverized cornbread that had a nice sweetness to it. I’m not sure it was the breed of Mexican food that California apparently does so well, but it certainly did the trick at the time.