So this one I did just for fun. An homage to my MOST favorite tex mex haunt on the planet…New Orleans' Juans Flying Burrito...
My old pal Rob Heyer introduced me to Juans way back in '97…the first year they opened. We became so enamored with the place, the un-toppable house special queasadillas, cold PBRs, funky folk-art-adorned walls and tattooed don't-really-give-a-shit but still friendly servers, that we christened Friday nights "juans night" and planted ourselves there for a drawn out dinner and drinks nearly every week for several years. That is, until the crowd that insisted on joining us became too extensive for our tastes…at which time we secretly changed it to thursday nights…putting juans night back to its original form (and making it far easier to get a table)...
Juans was also always the starting-off point (and unofficial 'sponsor') of our annual "Rob Day" festivities….a day that we dedicated to celebrating…well…Robs, of course. But that's another story for another time.
Anyway, in all of my innumerable returns to NOLA since I officially moved north in 2001, I have never had a visit in which I didn't eat at Juan's at least once. It's almost a requirement in our family. And it always reminds me why and how much I love Juan's Flying Burrito….
So that's why I did this piece. Purely for the love of Juans...
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So if you find yourself in New Orleans….don't pass up a chance to visit Juan's….