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I Quit Chipotle

Now this is a much bigger deal than just “cutting something out of your diet” or “making a healthy lifestyle change”.

I live with an addiction to Chipotle.

As the truest form of basic white girl could possibly manifest itself in me, I eat at this establishment at least two times a week, if not more.

It’s too delicious to deny it. It’s too comfortable to dismiss.

A steak bowl is like being enveloped in a warm, cozy blanket on a cool winter’s night. In the middle of July most of the time.

So I ripped the band-aid off. I quit Chipotle and decided to document my journey through the withdrawal, the agony, the lust, the desire and, eventually, the ultimate victory of the addiction to that salty, cilantro lime rice.

Thank you for your support, friends.


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