Chipotle Love Letter

Kai Pollard

High School Senior

January/February 2025

Dear Chipotle,

From the very first time you wrapped me up in warm foil, I knew you were different. Not flashy. Not complicated. Just honest, dependable, and absolutely stacked. While others come and go, you’re always there for me—steady, comforting, and somehow exactly what I need after a long day.

I love the way you never judge me. Extra rice? You nod quietly. Double chicken? You understand. When I say “just a little more,” you know it’s never a little—and you give anyway. That kind of trust is rare.

You’ve been there for my best days and my worst ones. Celebrations, stress, “I don’t feel like cooking,” and “I earned this” moments. You fuel my workouts, my cheat days, and everything in between. Some people count calories—others count memories. With you, I somehow do both.

The way your bowl feels heavier than expected. The suspense of whether the lid will close. The first bite where everything hits at once and the world goes quiet for a second. That’s not just food. That’s love.

So thank you, Chipotle, for being consistent when life isn’t. For being customizable when I’m indecisive. And for always, always showing up when I need you most.

Forever yours