The hamburger was born as a simple object, and we all fall in love with it at an early age. It’s just a fact of the world, like sunshine or our mothers’ love.
Judging the Object of America’s Universal Food Fetish: The Hamburger, Josh Ozersky
Word!
Also: “[Spike Mendelsohn] also took a perfectly good hamburger and dropped both an unmelted lump of blue cheese and horseradish mayonnaise onto it. Really, Spike?”
Guh-ross, I says. I cannot abide bleu cheese in the vicinity of my burger.
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