cross street: 3rd St.
Map Visits: 4
Shrug: rice (7); spiciness (7); temperature (7); size (6); meat (6); vegetables (6); ingredient mix (6)
Clang: cheese (5); sauciness (4)
Intangibility bonus: 0 (of 2)
It had been nearly four years since our last on-record visit to Victor’s, and we had little reason to expect substantial improvement during that lengthy interval. No surprise, then, that each bite of this lame slab dug its heels ever deeper into six-mustache lousiness. Sized to disappoint and rife with someone’s bad, treacly idea of salsa roja, our foiled lunch was devoid of intangible charm, and all that vaguely (at best) melted cheese sure didn’t help. As for the pastor meat, “faceless” — as well as “tasteless” — covers things pretty well there. The quietly grilled tortilla and fine refried beans may have landed on the right side of our eight-mustache plateau, but little else did.
Shrug: rice (7); beans (7); size (6); eggs (6); vegetables (6); sauciness (6)
Clang: temperature (5); ingredient mix (4)
Intangibility bonus: 1 (of 2)
First, the good news: Victor’s amateurish leap into our 2007 slab-pool was, nevertheless, a step up from the drippy debacle we endured here two years prior. The tortilla rang true this time, the jack cheese was nicely melted along that very same tortilla, and the overall level of spiciness merited no criticisms from our hard-hearted panel of judges. And other than one bite that ended in a crash of salsa verde, construction was remarkably strong. But not even this burrito’s excellent set of bacon could save it from the low-seven-mustache bin of mediocrity. The overly diced egg scramble was nothing remotely special, while the potato-less vegetable armada was far too front-and-center for our liking at such an early hour. Most tactlessly, the clunky mix not only brought out the worst in certain ingredients, but exacerbated an already dodgy temperature-shift situation – cold bites occurred much too frequently, which in turn compromised intangible credibility. The criminally slender dimensions also bummed us out, for without this burrito’s weird inclusion of rice, sizing would have been downright humiliating.