Chopped barbequed chicken with par-boiled potatoes fried with garlic powder, onion powder, salt, pepper - mixed with cheese, wrapped in some packet tortillas, oven baked and served with instant chicken gravy is about as un-authentic as a burrito can get.
They were surprisingly okay, like a roadhouse Sunday roast gone bad - or good, depending on your taste. It was a meal, it was filling and no one died - job done.
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Strangely enough I wasn't in the mood for tortillas today and fortunately G didn't really make tortillas.
This wasn't the most flavourful dinner G's ever made but it was exactly what I was in the mood for....a bit of stodge....that is definitely not a criticism of dinner....a compliment to be sure!
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