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| - About 5 years ago, I moved from among the gorgeous vistas of San Francisco to the towering concrete jungle of New York City. On the Isle of Manhattan, when you are smashed from the beer and tequila at Therapy (a gay bar... or your therapists office, too, I guess), you have Lucky Burger and that's about it. (It's good, don't get me wrong, but it's also about $10 to get out of there with a burger.)
Some would argue that they have Burger King, Wendy's, McDonald's and White Castle, but I would argue that there is a difference between meh fast food and holy-shit-this-burger-just-blew-up-my-face fast food.
WE HAD NO CARL'S JR, IN N OUT or JACK IN THE BOX IN NYC!
Like WTF?
So, before I had to go on a stupid diet, this was my go to place for burgers over the past 3 months since I've relocated to the Vegas area.
Superstar with Cheese or bust, because if it's not a superstar, it's just a star, and I'd rather have superman in my mouth than just any man.
It should be illegal for any state to be without a Carl's Jr.
#LukesLaws
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