The first real dish I ever made myself was enchiladas. I was 11 years old and some friends and I were doing a school project where we were pretending to host a cruise ship for our classmates. I made enchiladas. (Don't try to make too much sense of those last two sentences... I was there and I still don't understand.)
I'm not a big fan of Taco Bell, but every once in a while they come out with a promotion that I like. So when I was driving around Saturday, without having eaten lunch, and found myself right by a Taco Bell with a sign in the window for their newest creation, I decided to give it a try. I stood around at the counter for several minutes without seeing anyone working. Finally a guy came around the corner - acting as if I shouldn't be there - and begrudgingly took my order.
A few minutes later I received my
The burrito wasn't terrible but it wasn't anything very good, either. The one adjective I would use to describe it is "bland." The sauce, the chicken, the rice... none of it had much flavor (although the sauce was extremely salty, which I suppose is a flavor). There was cheese in there but it was flavorless. Those enchiladas I made when I was 11 were certainly better. Of course, Taco Bell recently added their two new kinds of hot sauce, both of which I really like, so I added a few squirts of the fire roasted sauce, which helped a lot.
This wasn't a terrible product, but it's not something I'll ever try again. If you have a tortilla and some cheese at home, I guarantee you can make something tastier and much healthier.