NETFLIX’S remake of British political thriller House of Cards could have been terrible. It wasn’t.

First appearing on TV screens worldwide six years ago, it moved the action from the whispering halls of Westminster to equally treacherous boulevards of Washington.

Frank Underwood is the hero, who rises from congressman to head-up the White House.

The South Carolina native has the usual vices: sex and ambition. Gluttony also features: a hunger for power and the smoked pork belly ribs of his home state.

And his restaurant of choice? Freddy’s BBQ, the peeling smoke shack owned by Freddy Hayes.

There’s a scene in House of Cards where Freddy is being interviewed by an exclusive-starved journalist, clearly astonished this is the bistro favoured by the vice-president.

Looking around him, Freddy chuckles: “It’s not the Taj Mahal.”

He adds: “He’s a good man, Frank.” You still call him Frank? the hack asks.

“Hey, in this joint I’m the president, the vice-president and the Congress. He just another customer.”

The journalist rejoinders: “You think that’s why he likes it here? Because you treat him like a regular person?”

“Maybe. Mostly it’s the ribs, though.”

It’s the simplest places that provide the most surprising meals.

And that’s how I found myself in the car park of Booker wholesaler at 7.30pm on a warm Thursday evening, waiting for two burritos and a side of fries.

Bandido Burritos came highly recommended. A housemate swore by it. The best burritos in Swindon, she said.

I’d never been overly keen on the Mexican-inspired dish: meat, vegetables and rice wrapped up into a tortilla. I’d had them on student nights out and at festivals.

The food trailer is set up in a corner of a Kembrey Park lot. It’s round the corner from the road. You’d only find it if you know what you’re looking for.

It’s clear there are a lot of people looking for this takeaway. In front of me in the queue are two coppers I vaguely recognise from stints at Swindon Magistrates’ Court. And over the 20 minutes I’m waiting for my food to be cooked, there is a steady stream of customers. All seem to swear by the spicy Mexican treats being served out of this trailer.

I opt for the chicken and cheese burrito, as well as a vegetarian deluxe (each £5.50).

Both are delicious. The chicken is succulent and the overall flavour is warming, without being excessively spicy. The wrap is moist, but not sloppy - or at least it’s not until my friend knocks half a can of Lilt over the sandwich.

The vegetables - mushrooms, beans, courgettes and peppers - are well cooked and there’s a creaminess to the sauce that feels like the culinary equivalent of sinking into a warm bath.

The side of Mexican chilli cheese-loaded fries (£5.50) was the only thing that lets the meal down - and then only slightly. The chilli, ground beef in a spiced tomato sauce, is delicious. And the saltiness of the melted cheese is thick enough to glut your arteries into a delightful, if early death.

But the chips were, for me, slightly underdone. I don’t know whether it was the moisture from the chilli or the 15-minute drive for me to take them home, but they felt a little soggy - I wanted more crunch.

If you’re not a fan of onions and Mexican food, Bandido Burritos might not be for you. But if you want a deliciously surprising takeaway for less than the average cost of a posh nosh dish, it’s a winner.