Going to flame burger has been like becoming a father for first time.
I got to watch it grow inside the hulk of a defunct El Pollo Loco, first with minor remodeling and a new layer of paint.
"I wonder what it will be.... A filiberto's? Another (fill in the blank)bertos?"
Soon I would see life stirring inside of it.
"Oh look Chairs... could it be a Chinese restaurant? Guess we will have to wait and see."
Then the first signs...
"A FLAME BURGER!!!! IT'S GOING TO BE A FLAME BURGER!!!!! Wait, what's Flame Burger?"
Then the news...
Friend: " its time....Flamer burger is here... It's finally open"
Me: "Ok....What...... What?.....Its time? Its here? .............Ill get the bag."
I was so excited. I was going to eat at Flameburger!! After watching grow and show its first signs of life, it was finally here. I got to see it open its doors for the first time. I got to see it take its first customers. I got to see it have its first issues as a restaurant. I got to see it make its first friends. I got to see it have it first issues with people not liking it.
This might just be a proud father talking, but Flameburger has turned into a quite a respectable little burger joint. They make a good burger and they have their own special twist on a sauce. They also may be a burger joint, but they have a great Chicago style hot dog as well. The best I have had since my many drunken trips to Wiener Circle in Chicago. (On a side note: If you ever feel like a fast and smart white person Weiner Circle will swiftly and brutally beat that thought right out of your head.)
Today I feel like flameburger has finally become a man.
For an extra effect go and play Cats in the Cradle by Harry Chaplin and have a good cry. You will feel better afterwards.)