Dear Chipotle,
I love you. Madly. Deeply. It's true. If I were stranded on a desert isle, and could only have 1 restaurant to supply all my food, I would choose you. Yes, that kind of love.
I love the witty stories on the side of the cups. I love the fact that I haven't come across the same story twice. I love your fresh ingredients. I love your employees (you know, the ones that act like they don't know me, even though I'm in there ordering the EXACT same thing 2, 3, maybe 4 times a week). I love the fact that you are less than 5 minutes from my house. I love your chips. I LOVE your rice.
I love you,
Me
P.S. Any ideas on how to fix the header... you know, the right side of the box that isn't showing up and therefore looks stupid?
A Weekend In Serenbe, Georgia
4 days ago
1 comment:
No idea. It's the same way on mine. I keep meaning to google it, but since I'm not even blogging much lately, it's not on my priority list.
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