Yeah, lunch is good. Except don’t go where I did the other day. I don’t want to mention any names, but I couldn’t get past this “food” without having to take a few pictures and wonder out loud in front of the internets how this can pass as acceptable.
A small hamburger, with a little cheese. That’s all I wanted. I hadn’t had a small hamburger with cheese at this place in a long time so I thought I’d give it a try. This is what I got:
It’s a wrinkled bun. The only thing hamburger about this is that it’s a hamburger bun. A wrinkled one.
There is so little meat in this thing they had to press it to the thickness of paper. And even then it didn’t even cover the surface of the bun.
It wasn’t bad tasting, but it certainly wasn’t a hamburger. It was more of a burger-flavored wrinkled bun. It gave me an appreciation for marketing people and the photographers who can make burger-flavored wrinkled buns look like actual food in ads and commercials.
I’m going to be doing some photography this weekend too. I need to get some updated pictures of my products for my Etsy shop and wholesale catalog, as well as get some new tabs on this site filled with the fun things you can buy from Auntie B’s Wax. I’m not anywhere near as good a photographer as those who shoot the wrinkled buns, but I also don’t need to make my products look better than they actually are for the sake of luring people in. You’ll get no wrinkled buns from me!
Have a wonderful weekend everyone!
It’s always challenging when you want something but get something less than adequate. Wishing you a better hamburger next time. Happy weekend to you!
Luckily I wasn’t having one of my big hamburger cravings. I just needed something to get me through. When I really need a hamburger I never go to a fast food chain. Of course nothing beats grilling your own in the back yard!
Mc___’s (since you didn’t name names, I thought I’d follow suite and keep the true identity of the meals-in-minature place hush-hush as well) is a happy place. Hap-hap-hap-happy place! A clean and snappy place! Mc___’s is your kind of place!
Only not.
Wow, how old are you that you remember that jingle?!