My inspiration for this post came from my dear, longtime blogging friend, Debbie @ Musings by an ND Domer's Mom, who is not only a gifted...
Overall, I would say that I’m a pretty healthy eater; yet I’m not a fanatic; watching every single thing I put into my body. Nor, do I follow any particular diet.
I don’t believe in denying myself things (like candy, cake, potato chips, coffee, and wine), I just try to consume them in moderation.
With the exception of chicken, I'm not a big meat eater.
However, about twice a year I crave beef. And when I do it’s a BURGER.
I LOVE a fabulous burger!
And with my burger, I must have French fries and a coke. Although it’s funny, I really don’t like carbonated soft drinks because they always make me burp through my nose. But whenever I eat a burger, I must have a coke because it's the perfect complimentary drink.
Tuesday late-afternoon, my dear friend Marge and I made a date with Five Guys. I don’t know if you have Five Guys in your area, but if you’ve never tried it you MUST. Their burgers are TO DIE FOR. And their French fries are to DIE FOR EVEN MORE.
So, after I met Marge at her bus stop, we headed over to Five Guys.
I must quickly interject here that the Five Guys I normally patronize was closed – and when say closed, I mean shut down – so Marge and I had to walk to another Five Guys about six blocks away, which is one that I am not particularly fond of because I don’t like the area. But I was so determined to have a burger that we went there anyway.
Here it is…
This Five Guys is located on Chestnut Street, which is a street I try to avoid at all costs because it's a chaotic and trashy part of Philly.
Here is my coke. I'm one of those odd people who likes to squeeze a lemon wedge into my coke because it takes away some of the sweetness and adds a little zip. It's delicious!
Here is my meal. I had a 'Little Burger' and a small order of fries. The French fries at Five Guys are incredible because they're always warm and very crispy.
And what I love about Five Guys is that your meal comes in a brown paper bag, which you tear open and use as a plate. Yeah, I know, it's a very Bohemian way to eat your meal, but hey, that's all part of the fun.
Here I am taking my first burger bite. My friend Marge took these photos with my camera. Thanks, Marge!
Here I am taking my second burger bite. And right after this, I had an orgasm.
It's called a Burgasm!
Here I am eating my first French fry. OMG... they were HEAVENLY!
And I need to admit here that not only did I eat MY fries, but I also ate HALF of Marge's order as well.
Yup, for a little guy, I can consume A LOT of food.
When it comes to French fries, I can literally eat them until they come out of my ears and nose.
Look, here they are coming out of my nose...
And again...
(somehow I think I look like I'm Chinese in this next picture)
And if that wasn't enough, here's a nice CLOSEUP...
And no, I did NOT eat these French fries after they came out of my nose, I swear!
Instead, I fed them to the squirrels...
I don’t believe in denying myself things (like candy, cake, potato chips, coffee, and wine), I just try to consume them in moderation.
With the exception of chicken, I'm not a big meat eater.
However, about twice a year I crave beef. And when I do it’s a BURGER.
I LOVE a fabulous burger!
And with my burger, I must have French fries and a coke. Although it’s funny, I really don’t like carbonated soft drinks because they always make me burp through my nose. But whenever I eat a burger, I must have a coke because it's the perfect complimentary drink.
Tuesday late-afternoon, my dear friend Marge and I made a date with Five Guys. I don’t know if you have Five Guys in your area, but if you’ve never tried it you MUST. Their burgers are TO DIE FOR. And their French fries are to DIE FOR EVEN MORE.
So, after I met Marge at her bus stop, we headed over to Five Guys.
I must quickly interject here that the Five Guys I normally patronize was closed – and when say closed, I mean shut down – so Marge and I had to walk to another Five Guys about six blocks away, which is one that I am not particularly fond of because I don’t like the area. But I was so determined to have a burger that we went there anyway.
Here it is…
This Five Guys is located on Chestnut Street, which is a street I try to avoid at all costs because it's a chaotic and trashy part of Philly.
Here is my coke. I'm one of those odd people who likes to squeeze a lemon wedge into my coke because it takes away some of the sweetness and adds a little zip. It's delicious!
Here is my meal. I had a 'Little Burger' and a small order of fries. The French fries at Five Guys are incredible because they're always warm and very crispy.
And what I love about Five Guys is that your meal comes in a brown paper bag, which you tear open and use as a plate. Yeah, I know, it's a very Bohemian way to eat your meal, but hey, that's all part of the fun.
Here I am taking my first burger bite. My friend Marge took these photos with my camera. Thanks, Marge!
Here I am taking my second burger bite. And right after this, I had an orgasm.
It's called a Burgasm!
Here I am eating my first French fry. OMG... they were HEAVENLY!
And I need to admit here that not only did I eat MY fries, but I also ate HALF of Marge's order as well.
Yup, for a little guy, I can consume A LOT of food.
When it comes to French fries, I can literally eat them until they come out of my ears and nose.
Look, here they are coming out of my nose...
And again...
(somehow I think I look like I'm Chinese in this next picture)
And if that wasn't enough, here's a nice CLOSEUP...
And no, I did NOT eat these French fries after they came out of my nose, I swear!
Instead, I fed them to the squirrels...
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You know squirrels...they'll eat ANYTHING.
Happy Monday y'all!
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