![]() ![]() ![]() People received the love, the little offering from our hearts, fresh made. This morning, as we handed out burritos, there were familiar faces and new. It didn’t matter what food it was – a 5 star restaurant plate or a burrito with home fries and spinach – it was food. The burrito was the medium that I could use to pour out into people who would otherwise be hard for me to reach, where just walking down the street that love would get stuck inside. I physically had bags filled with burritos to hand out, but that represented the joy and attention and love inside that wanted to express. Menudo (Saturday - Sunday) Served with homemade tortilla. Some people would say no, but you could feel they really wanted it and just thought it was too much, so with a little smile or asking again they would take it and their faces would open in delight as they felt the hot foil wrap in their hands. 9.75 Soup Make it with: Came Asada, Carnitas, Chile Verde, Chile Colorado, Chicken, Mole Al Pastor, Chicken Fajitas, Barbacoa, Ground Beef, Fajita. Some people would ask for seconds, even thirds. And then the ones who didn’t usually still smiled or thanked us. Most people, especially at the corner of 125th and Lennox, said yes. ![]() Tri Tip, BBQ Chicken, Pulled Pork or Potato & Cheese. And whether they said yes or no, they usually received it. Freedom Fries, melted jack & cheddar cheese, chili, choice of meat, bbq sauce, diced onion. With each person I asked, “would you like a breakfast burrito?”, I could feel an outpouring of love. Get delivery or takeout from Freedom Burrito at 5239 Stevens Creek Boulevard in San Jose. The thing I felt most clearly as we were passing the hot, freshly made burritos on the street, was that we were delivering love. There was quick between the act of making food and offering it. From the first egg we cracked to the moment we’d set out on the street with bags full of hot burritos was about an hour. Unlike our meals which we planned for weeks and spent all day cooking, burritos were immediate. When I got to Harlem and started helping with our Free Food meals there, I got to experience burrito day for myself. It looked fun and loving, but I was still skeptical, how did it fit in with what we were doing? Did the quality and love in our meals still come through in wrap form? From California I would see photos of the crew in New York, smiles brimming on their faces as they cooked and handed out burritos on the streets. Yet, Rachael was insistent, and so Free Food Harlem started serving breakfast burritos every week. I couldn’t quite see how it worked together. But breakfast burritos didn’t fit that mold. Love to Table was all about farm to table food, a restaurant experience, serving love and dignity….and burritos? I prided myself on how we used the seasonal vegetables grown in our farm for our meals, how our food was not just tasty but also beautiful, the way that someone would smile when they saw their plate adorned with edible flowers or little touches that evoked the senses. When my friend Rachael told me we were serving breakfast burritos in Harlem, I couldn’t quite make the connection. ![]()
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