What’s that you say, Pinterest? You can make breakfast burritos in a large batch, wrap them up and freeze them? Why didn’t I think of that? This is just the sort of thing that makes Pinterest useful. Not to mention, these recipes combine my sporadic overwhelming urge to cook with feeding my high-metabolism body with reasonable healthiness in the pre-7 a.m. zombie state I inhabit each morning. Wins all around!
Last night, I grabbed all the ingredients that make hippies go squee: Grass fed, free-roaming chorizo! (How do you feed grass to a chorizo?) Free range, humane eggs! Fresh organic cheese! (Not nearly as much of that as I would like; I only bought half a pound and I’m a little ashamed to say that I ate a significant portion in the store.) Organic veggies! Local(ish) salsa! Organic organic organic! And got to work.
Total Cost: ~$8/8 burritos.
On the expensive side for frozen breakfast burritos, but keep in mind that food prices are high where I live already, since in the winter everything has to be trucked up from the nearest hospitable climate/big city (2 hours away). Also keep in mind that I used the high-quality ingredients listed above; sadly, ‘organic’ and ‘humane’ are labels that still cost a great deal.
Confession: the foil annoyed me a bit. I try really hard not to counteract all of my organic-localness with stuff like foil and plastic wrap. But I forged ahead, reasoning that I’d make them like other people for the first batch and then if I liked them, figure out something like reusable paper bags. Or tupperware, but there’s never room in my freezer for that.
Unfortunately, it turns out that my burrito rolling skills are severely lacking. There’s some mildly racially-insensitive stereotype that applies here; insert your own in your head if you must.
Every. Single. Burrito. Was like the one on the left. Even my foil-wrapping skills are… not pretty, at best, as you can see. I’ve never been able to just tear a straight or even roughly straight piece of foil from its cardboard container. How do you even learn something like that?
It didn’t matter how much I warmed the tortilla beforehand, how much or little stuffing I put in, the end result was the same. A sad, torn tortilla barely wrapped around a mess of potato-egg-green-pepper-chorizo. Sad and alone I toiled, making those four burritos, and not a single one was structurally sound.
I give up.
Curse you, Pinterest, for making me believe I can achieve. Curse you.
P.S. Jokes and frustrations aside, I will be making these again. They’re actually really tasty. Also, turns out the Male Compatriot has a magic touch when it comes to burritos. The man can handle a tortilla. His foil-wrapped beauties are aesthetically lovely, bulging with yummy stuffing, and actually hold together. Witchcraft, I tell you.
So, if you’re failing at burritos, don’t despair: Call a friend. Have a burrito party!