The only thing weirder to me than people complaining about the cultural appropriation of the burrito is learning that there are people out there who mystified as to the nature and production of tortillas.
The story about them trying to learn “the secret” from every little old lady they saw is cute, but they could have gone 20 miles up the road to any English-speaking grocery store and gotten the same information. Did it really take Portland this long to “discover” burritos? Or even tortillas?
I know as a Texan I may take them for granted, but even New York has those God-awful breakfast burritos. Surely they can’t be a new thing up there.
