Evolution Lunch

There once was a little hole in the wall on Fremont Street named El Burrito. It was dark inside because you walked down into it, like a basement apartment, only it was a restaurant. As a child, we often went there with my mom to have lunch with my Grandma Dottie and Aunt Pam. As we grew El Burrito closed it's doors and moved to a strip mall on Decatur/95. Our lunch dates continued, and often times four generations would enjoy the lunch special together. Over the years El Burrito has become synonymous with time spent with my mom's family. A few years ago El Burrito once again closed it's doors, but as luck would have it there was another location at Desert Shores that was run by a member of the same family that owned the others. Grandma Dottie and Aunt Pam have since passed but the tradition lives on in their honor. Every Christmas break my mom gathers us four girls, my cousin Rachel, cousin Marvin and all the kids together and we have lunch at El Burrito and celebrate together.