868 Gearycross street: Larkin/Hyde
ph. 415/474-0530
Map Visits: 2
Shrug: tortilla (7); meat (7); cheese (7); sauciness (6)
Clang: no elements clanged
Intangibility bonus: 2 (of 2)
This buxom burrito had no chance of going down in Burritoeater annals as one of the finest of its kind — too many seven-mustache element ratings saw to that. Just the same, intangible credibility here remained fairly devastating throughout, and in spite of an occasionally sodden tortilla and often soppy interior, it won over our frowny-faced panel in the end with a smattering of strong points. Thumbs up went out to El Tesoro’s all-star refried beans, which made their mark in marvelously pasty fashion, as well as to the strong vegetabular showing, anchored as so many ace veggie ensembles are — by much diced onion in the pico de gallo (and a few bonus peas among the Spanish rice). It’s true that much dripping occurred, and things got a bit too juicy-squirty a time or two. But we appreciated the spice escalation, as well as the chicken’s rich taste, even if the poultry itself suffered some from overmoisture. The melted cheese situation also improved dramatically the further down we drilled, although on the whole the burrito should have been better heated. Still, this foiled monstrosity offered further proof that killer intangibility can often mitigate certain shortfalls in the burrito game.
Shrug: meat (7); beans (7); vegetables (7); temperature (7); sauciness (6)
Clang: cheese (5)
Intangibility bonus: 1 (of 2)
While there were enjoyable elements of this El Tesoro location’s debut slab – chiefly, buxom shaping, fairly burstage-proof construction, and carrot/pea-pelted Spanish rice – it couldn’t shake its shrug-enticing reading on our intangibility meter. Cheese earned the lowest rating, as the jack grates should have been much more melted...and less acrid. The successful ingredient mix was mysteriously undercut a bit by a number of lukewarm-to-warm bites, and our usually perceptive panel of judges never did determine the root cause. Relatively harmless sauce bleeds prevented a perfect burstage abatement score, and speaking of that really red chile colorado sauce that ended up dominating the scene, it turned out to be more pungent than it needed to be. And while spice hovered tempestuously throughout, the plentiful, though banal pork packed little flavor-punch. Without putting too fine a point on it, this burrito ended up coming off as nothing more than big, adequate food.
