
After a thirty minute subway ride, we found ourselves enjoying what Wife has dubbed, "The best meal ever." The burger is a carnivore's dream -- thick, juicy, meaty, sandwiched by two slices of American and a toasted sesame seed bun. On the side, it comes with a hunk of iceberg lettuce, a slice of tomato and french fries that are more like potatoes thick potato wedges.
Wife refused to stick the vegetables in her burger, instead choosing to eat them as a small side salad. She didn't want anything to distract from the flavor of the burger. If you knew Wife a few years back, I'm sure you're reading this post (and especially that last sentence) with a bit of skepticism and disbelief.
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