Y'all want some sweet tea?

When you brought chorizo to the land, we asked ourselves whether you had done market research at all. But we stayed faithful, we trusted your almighty judgment.

When you brought brown rice upon us, we understood this was a test of our will, a sign that you believed in our ability to overcome. We stood strong, we carried our chili peppers proudly.

But when you brought roasted tomato salsa and took away our fresh tomato salsa, we could bear no more.

I fear your wrath, Chipotle gods, but greater still, I fear a world without fresh tomato salsa. Please, hear my prayer.