Vol. 7: Moe's Southwestern Grill "Homewrecker" Burrito

I grew up in Southern California, near some of the greatest Mexican food short of actually crossing the border.  Since moving to Virginia Beach, good, authentic Mexican food has been tricky to find.  Don't even get me started on Taco Bell as "Mexican," and the prevalence of cookie-cutter Mexican restaurants doesn't cut it either.

Enter Moe's.  While 'authentic' is a gray area, this burrito certainly pisses on almost all the pussy wanna-be Mexican restaurants in the local area.  This thing is an unnaturally large WMD (that's Weapon of Munchie Devastation for you sods who just watch the news) that stands upright on it's own better than my year-old baby daughter can.  Which is a good thing, it turns out, because as your puny mouth attempts to perform seemingly X-rated acts just to get a bite, you unlock the fury that is almost two pounds of grilled melty cheesy guacamole-ricey yumminess, all of which is clamoring to climb onto your shirt if you try to set it down. 

That picture of it?  Yeah, the one where the burrito is wider than the cup?  That's half the burrito standing on it's own after it bitch-smacked politely informed me that my measly appetite was insufficient to tackle it.

Flavor-wise, it is immediately apparent that the guys at Moe's actually give a shit care about how their food tastes.  The ingredients were obviously fresh and the pico de gallo was bursting with juicy, cilantro-ey goodness.  The beans weren't overcooked, the guacamole had a nice flavor which held its own in the pit fight of ingredients, and the beast even comes with a healthy serving of chips and salsa, on the off chance you'll need it.

All in all, is it the be-all-end-all in the search for decent Mexican food on the East coast?  No, but it is a great value and delicious in its own right. 

The Verdict

4/5.  Great taste and value for the price as-is.