Whiplash is one of the hazards of my job. I take unfamiliar streets when I drive around town with the express purpose of discovering new restaurants. Peacha's, a tiny place on south Victory near Alameda in Burbank, made me do a hard double-take, almost hitting the car in front of me. Luckily, I didn't. Instead, I got to enjoy the best chimichanga of my life.
In all fairness, I don't normally do chimichangas, with the deep-frying and all, but I had to believe the nice guy behind the counter when he said they were really good. This one felt heavy to the hand but light and crunchy to the mouth. Filled with fabulous shredded chicken, gooey cheese, Spanish rice, whole pinto beans and guacamole, it was supremely filling. The shredded lettuce and pico de gallo topping, spanning from one goal post to the other of this football-field-sized creation, added a cooling element to the warm mixture within ($6.95). The accompanying salsa is different from most, more like canned tomato sauce with finely ground chiles, but delicious nonetheless. I think it's one of the tricks owner Ferrari Monterey learned from her mother. According to Monterey, most of the items on the menu are her mom's recipes.