The carnitas suiza quesadilla is a classic

the burrito the size of your forearm

I'm gonna go with Ryan below me on this one - I don't know why it happens, but each and every time I'm out past 2 am I end up at Taqueria Cancun. It might be that it's two blocks from my apartment, it might be the perfect measure of how far I can stumble, hell it might just be the smell of carne asada and sweet, sweet pastor wafting into the night. All I know is every time I walk by I manage to magically find six bucks in my pocket and end up back home with a mojado burrito. A pound of wet burrito with chips and extra salsa makes drunk me so very happy.