Promised entry about Umbria/Tuscany forthcoming, but I need to report that today I ate at the Paris Chipotle. And you know what, it tasted exactly like Chipotle. I mean that in the best possible way. 9 euros for a burrito is a tad steep, but worth every black bean-infused, pico de gallo-covered, sour cream-oozing, guacamole-loving bite.
