someone tell me why i'm awake at 4AM on a monday googling recipes of chipotle's burrito bowl? why do i feel the need to torment myself with such cruel unattainable temptation?
goal for the week ahead: to reproduce a decent rendition of the burrito bowl (steak, corn, guac, no beans, extra cheese and sour cream tyvm) i know and love far too much. apparently eating an absurd amount of it in college wasn't enough to put me off it. to the kitchen we go!