Laughing Planet (922 NW 21st Ave.)

The Aztec Burrito is what I had. With pinto beans (why am I obsessed with pinto beans? I eat them almost every day, with onions, with tomatoes, with cumin, with garlic. Maybe it's the fiber that's got me addicted), brown rice, cactus and bunches of other nice vegetarian things. It was messy and the tortilla was warm and chewy and soaking up all of the nice juices from the beans and vegetables. As I got down towards the bottom, the burrito fell apart in my hands, like me in a hysterical crying fit. It crumbled to my plate.

That was a sign, I told myself, that I was done eating. I was wearing a white t-shirt and had not yet spilled. Just one more bite, I thought. Before I knew it, one bitter little pinto bean had left a mark. As if he was saying - you don't think you're going to get away with eating the whole burrito do you? Not without anyone knowing. No, everyone you pass on the street is going to know that you ate the whole Laughing Planet burrito, just from looking at your chest. And then the damn bean jumped to the ground. I hope someone swept him up and threw him away. Or better yet, stepped on him and crushed him.

But seriously, Laughing Planet has great food and is filled with nice looking men who all are pleasantly unshaven, wearing plaid shirts and knee-length shorts. So if you find yourself in the mood for a burrito or an unshaven man, you should definitely check out Laughing Planet on NW 21st. Because they have what you need.