Wednesday, April 19, 2006
Name That Burger
Anyone who's been to the Corner Bistro will know right away. That is one FAT burger, fat like the fluffiest clouds in the sky. At first I have to bite at it rather than through it. Squint your eyes and the fries are in a clamshell. Crunch, crunch. The hot side hot, the cool side warm. A bottle of ketchup later, I can't believe I ate the whole thing. Yet I look over, and Margy has already been done for a while.