The Burrito Of The Beast

I'm out of the office this week for training, and while that's relevant it's not the point of this post. Because the training is in San Jose, I don't really know where to go for a decent lunch.

On the way to the class, I passed a strip mall (of which San Jose has many) with a few restaurants. I decided to head back there for lunch, and went to a burrito place called "Una Mas".

I knew I was in trouble when my order number was 666.

The most disappointing thing: The food was diabolically bad, rather than devilishly good.

<Time passes...>

It was inevitable that the Burrito of the Beast would have the final word, and the bathroom has been left as a testament to its wrath.