Amen.
The thought of no more countless burritos joints within a short distance - and, damn, if Chicago doesn't make some fantastic burritos - makes me cringe at how lost I would be. Quite frankly, I don't know if I'd have the will to carry on. Give me a big, fat, greasy steak burrito with everything (extra sour cream on the inside) and I have a little piece of Heaven.
God bless the Mexicans.
