The idea of an Inception Burrito has been infecting my mind like a parasite ever since the Inception movie launched last year.

I knew eventually, someone had to take the idea of something edible and Inception-ize it, and what better medium than a burrito? With this Inception Burrito, we take major notes from the film, and utilized five different Del Taco menu items to create five dream levels of burrito for you to traverse with every bite. Wait ’till you see my totem on the 4th level of dream state…

The First Level, Quesadilla’s dream

The first level, the most conscious level of dreaming. We’re looking at an unwrapped Cheddar Cheese Quesadilla. The greasy, gooey and sticky nature of this level acts as a glue for all the deeper levels:

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Second level, Macho Combo Burrito’s dream

The second level, we’re now in Macho Combo Burrito’s dream. This level alone has a defense of nearly 1,000 calories and 36 grams of fat. Unstable, to say the least.

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3rd Level, Spicy Chicken Burrito’s dream

The third level of burrito dream state, The Spicy Chicken Burrito. With three levels traversed, we’re beginning to lose all sense of reality.  We’re now a burrito, within a burrito, within a quesadilla. We’re starting to lose touch with our projections of hot sauce, our photographer is bleeding from the eyes, and the entire situation is quickly getting out of hand.

Instead of dropping into limbo, we must retrieve our totem which is buried deep in the fourth level. Let’s go one last level deeper, we’re now entering Soft Taco‘s dream…

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4th Level, Chicken Soft Taco’s dream

Ah, there it is, the half-eaten Churro totem we ordered a mere 10 minutes prior in the real world (20 years ago in the world of the dream). Why did I eat half? Because only I know the weight, and consistency of the churro after I took ____ bites out of it. If I had used a full-sized churro, the utility of my totem would be out of whack, and I would be lost forever

Best believe we ate what we created. All 2,410 calories and 89 grams of fat of it. Glad we’re back in reality. Or are we? Aren’t you glad I didn’t end this post like my boy Christopher No-