Dos Toros

West Village – Carmine Street Between Bleeker and 6th Ave

Union Square – 4th Ave Between 13th & 14th / UES – Lexington Ave Between 77th & 78th 

Mexican 

Where should I eat?  What am I in the mood for?  Should I eat something healthy?  Are you calling me fat? What should I order?  Should I add guac for a dollar?  Why is guac always a dollar?  Sometimes, deciding what to eat just isn’t easy.  If you constantly suffer from indecision, have no fear; Dos Toros is here.

Bite one, all wrap… bite two, some guac… bite three, a little sour cream mixed with a mouthful of guac and signs of cheese on the way.  Bite four, did I get chicken or steak?  We’ve all experienced disappointing burritos. Not at Dos Toros, where the protein allocation is proportionally as big as Barry Bonds' head.  Barry, did you know the human head weighs eight pounds?

Dos Toros hails from the San Francisco Bay Area with a simple menu and simply delicious Mexican food. Burrito, taco, or quesadilla; braised pork, grilled chicken, or grilled steak.  Cheese, salsa, and sour cream are included.  If you feel like that was too easy -- go ahead, add guac, or get your burrito on a “plato.”

When I walk into Dos Toros I feel like Steve Young circa 1994 -- in the shotgun position with the secondary giving a generous cushion.  Go deep with a burrito?  Hit a ten-yard buttonhook with some tacos or check down to a quesadilla?  Unlike 49ers punt returner Kyle Williams in the NFC Championship game, you can’t really make a mistake at Dos Toros.

I recommend the check down, or the quesadilla if you will.  Let’s face it, Alex Smith can’t throw the deep ball like Steve Young (and the burrito will most likely put you into a food coma).  The tacos come fully loaded, but I feel like I need to hit the showers when I’m done.  The quesadilla is basically a perfectly sized burrito, not your standard flat press.  Call it what you want -- quesadilla, perfectly sized burrito, whatever it may be -- it's the Golden Gate Bridge from hunger to satisfaction.

Move over Rice-a-Roni, New York’s got its own San Francisco treat.