September 17th, 2013 | Uncategorized
Chipotle was the last meal I had before leaving the states, and I was torn up over the fact that although in London, there wasn’t one in Ireland. During training, we considered “Chipotle” a dirty word that had the Voldemort, “he who should not be named,” effect to suppress the memories.
White cilantro rice, spicy chicken, fajita veggies, pico de gallo, lettuce, corn salsa, a little sour cream, and guacamole (yes, I know it’s extra). In college, between my boyfriend, roommates, and teammates, I tried to get out for a burrito at least once a week.
Shelby and I have spent the past 4 weeks in Dublin trying to fill this void. I’m not kidding, we have been to at least 3 different places, and although good, they just didn’t do the trick.
Thanks to free burrito tickets from joining Medical Overseas Voluntary Electives (sorry Shelby), we crossed the Liffey in search of Boojum. The Belfast scholars had told us this place rivals Chipotle. The aroma showed promise, and the energetic staff reminded me of home (despite those Irish brogues!). I ordered my go too, but in order not to be disappointed, we set our expectations low. Boy, were we surprised. I think the key to this great burrito was the cilantro lime white rice (something Chloe will always miss out on) and the chunky guacamole, something we find rare in this country. Our new friend Mai-Thy was quick to point out how quickly we devoured them. Filled with a sense of relief and satisfaction, Shelby and I just made eye contact and nodded in approval, mid bite.
Check out the loyalty card perks. Your 10th burrito is free, but the kicker is at 40, you get a free t-shirt. Challenge accepted. The student discount is €5.50, so it falls within budget. Shout out to the amazing staff that took a picture with us, and for our photographer who had to opt out of the shot because he is on tv?
Anyone in Ireland craving a burrito, head to Boojum. Something tells me that when we go home, we are going to miss this place.
