London - Shopping - Food & Drink
So the new spat of London's Mexican fast food places has trained me to begrudgingly pay an extra 50p for my guac - even though deep down I still think its nonsense.
Being a new found Burrito fan on a Friday lunch mission I was attracted by the post office queue out the door of Mexi Cali and thought, 'this place must be good'. And while it wasn't bad, it didn't really blow my hair back. Service was fast and robotic, once I'd said 'pork' I was moved along the line and my burrito popped out the other end. I'm normally used to pointing at the glass to the jelly beans and hundreds and thousands so felt a little detached from my meal, but not to worry. The burrito itself was good but again only reached my pocket of mild salsa at the end after chomping through some rather lonely ingredients. They're gonna have to learn to spread 'em. Or miss out to some pretty hefty contenders nearby.
Check out my review of Mexicali - I am Urbanite - on Qype
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