This is truly a sad day for the YNTEers. We entered the Taco Del Mar on Meridian and 112th with a spring in our steps and a twinkle in our stomachs, though left saddened and $20 dollars poorer when we entered the 5 pound burrito challenge.
Starting out strong, Evan, me, and some random kid named Alex ripped mercilessly through the four-tortillaed demon for over fifteen minutes. This one was strong with the force (and tomatoes) and wore us out just a little over halfway. I stood up to pace the table and decide my next move, while Alex rolled his up into a condensed ball and Evan kept a steady, grueling pace. This man was surely a champion. Conditioned for such events with various heart attack burgers and donut holes, we watched in awe as Evan slowly but surely edged towards the win with just under 3 minutes left.
"yeah.." Evan timidly burps, trying to hold in the pounds and pounds of ricey innards of the tenacious devil, not quite wanting to admit defeat. 1 minute, 30 seconds, 5 seconds... We had all lost.
The torturous cashier laughs maniacally as we droop our heads, wanting nothing less than a swift death, or a breath mint.
Lets put it this way: Cinco de Mayo is no longer fun..
We will have official pictures of the brutal defeat soon so stay tuned
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