Life on a budget often dictates my taste. When my now-former boyfriend would come home with a sack of Windy City Sliders, my excitement would be so pronounced that I'd be horrified at my own gluttony. My inner fat guy knows what's up and what's up is two people eating four oversized sliders for around seven bucks (including drinks). The rolls are fluffy and good, the meat is flavorful, I come here if I'm in the east Phoenix area nearly every visit.
They also have one of the loosest stuffed animal crane games I've ever played. I enjoy emasculating my male companions by winning them a stupid plush toy, sometimes two.