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It is 6 p.m. on a sunny Wednesday night and I just got off the phone with my girlfriend and she has invited me to meet her at this new burger joint called Tiny's Burgers that just opened up in our little town of Bacara, MI.
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After getting off the phone with my girlfriend I take a quick shower, shave, and punch in my 4 digit security code to activate my adt home security alarm. The beep beep beep tells me I got 30 seconds to close the door before the alarm is activated, but I don't need it. I am out the door and in my car in 20 seconds. After a few minutes of driving I meet my girlfriend Linda at Tiny's. The place is oddly deserted for being a new restaurant in town at dinner time. Oh well, at least I get to be with Linda. I find Linda in a back corner booth and after a quick peck and a hug we settle down to go over the menu. After a few minutes a rather large waiter makes his way over to our table and asks us for our order. I'm assuming this person is not Tiny the owner. After a few minutes our burgers and fries arrive and after I bite into my burger it suddenly becomes clear why Tiny's is not packed. While the taste of the burger was good, the meat was much too red for my taste. Linda's fries were also oddly cold in the middle. After soldiering on through our ok food as we were paying for the food we decide that in the future we will try to eat healthier food, or at least a cooked burger.
4 comments:
cooked burger? whats that?
hi dear!
i already added this blog of yours to my links. can you do the same for me please? thank you...
red? eww!
I agree with you. My burgers must be cooked.
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