As a member of the fairer sex, I admit that grabbing a burrito now and again is a definite must, though something I probably shouldn't make a habit of. For some guys, the story is similar - there are only so many rice/bean/meat monstrosities you can shove down your throat before those love handles start to show. There are, however, a select few that roam the streets of Penn (most likely seen heading back from the gym) who exist on an entirely different metabolic level. They could be Penn athletes hungry from practice or your regular Joe Schmoe trying to beef up for the ladies - either way, they all seem to end up at our neighborbood excuse for a Chipotle. At around 7 p.m. on a weekday, Qdoba ain't too shabby when it comes to scoping out some fine male specimens. There's nothing wrong with a boy who can eat, just as long as those queso burritos come with some squats and crunches on the side.