Dear Chipotle Vegetarian Burrito Bol,
After several days spent wallowing in feverish misery, unwilling and unable to eat, I found you, shining like a beacon, near Union Square. My stomach betrayed no signs of hunger, as is its wont, but something told me that a whiff of your familiar burrito-y goodness would help me break my fast. O Burrito Bol, you did not disappoint.
Although I admit you seem a bit overwhelming at present, I will finish you by the end of the weekend. That is my pledge.
Anyway, I’d just like to thank you for being there for me. It really means a lot.
Rock and Roll Grammarian
P.S. — Please convey my gratitude to your friends Chips and Lemonade, as well.