As I’ve mentioned, burritos are not exactly synonymous with Mexican food in my world. That said, Chihuahua is burrito country and I’ve resolved to eat as many as possible as we cross the state’s vast and thorny expanse.
Burrito #1-“RR” Restaurant and Hotel, Jamas, Chihuahua
The classic Chihauhau burrito is long, narrow, loosely rolled, open at both ends, and served without a fork. This fifteen peso ($1.20) chicken burrito filled the bill and was especially satisfying because we were cold and hungry after our arduous descent from an icy pass.
Burrito #2-Vendor at Pemex gas station, Highway 10
I recently tried to duplicate a recipe my dad called “Pemex Gas Station Burritos”, so I jumped at the chance to buy a burrito from a dapper man in a cowboy hat who was selling from a small cooler just inside the door of the gas station mini mart. Ten pesos ($ 0.81) bought me a bean and cheese burrito. I should have bought two. Perfectly soft and chewy with a slightly charred and smoky tortilla, this was the perfect breakfast snack to fortify us for a long day of driving across interminable scrub deserts.
Burrito #3-“El Campo”, Meoqui, Chihuahua
Thirty-two pesos ($2.60) bought us two pork and salsa roja burritos and a small bottle of coke at a colorful roadside stand ruled by a rotund woman with red cheeks and startling green eyes. My mouth waters just thinking about this prime example of northern road food: generous portions of succulent pork nested in smoky red sauce and blanketed in a tender flour tortilla. By far the best yet.