Tonight, I succumbed to the neon lights. It's not what you're thinking - I didn't get a hooker. But I did fork over some serious kroner to satisfy another of man's carnal desires: lard. I caved to my crave for American fast food at around 2 in the AM after a good night of drinkin' and watchin' "fodbold." I knew I wanted a burger, but it couldn't be just any burger. If I was going to break my long standing "This Dude Eats Only Local Food" policy, I was going to do it with THE KING. Fuck McDonald's -- make it a Whopper my good man, er, woman, er...huh? Androgyny at the register aside, the burger was flippin' fantastic. We're talking, really really amazingly good. So good. It's the mayonnaise/ketchup combo I tell you, and the flame-grilled beef! And knowing that Denmark's fast food is the healthiest in the world added a smug sense of justification for my rare indulgence. Everyone's a winner, except my colon.
posted by Scott @ 3:49 AM
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