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Damn cheeseburgers are so tasty they deserve an entire week.
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History of National Cheeseburger Day
The story goes that a teenager, Lionel Sternberger, who was working in his father’s sandwich shop, The Rite Spot in Pasadena, California, USA, just decided to put a slice of American cheese on a burger one day. He found it to be tasty so he shared the idea with his dad who liked it too. And, thus, the cheeseburger was born.
Although the idea was thought to be created in California in 1924, the first actual sandwich to be marketed using the word “cheeseburger” was at Kaelin’s restaurant in Louisville, Kentucky, USA in 1934. But the following year, in 1935, the term “cheeseburger” was actually trademarked in another place, at the Humpty Dumpty Drive-in in Denver, Colorado. It seems that people all over the United States have taken credit for the invention of the cheeseburger!
Follow the link below for the rest of the story!!!
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A Web search reveals various “deals” offered by food firms to celebrate cheeseburger day. Over and over the firms required the buyer to belong to some in-house club or program to receive the deal and/or had to use a damn app (application) to qualify for the deal.
SCREW THAT!!!
I do not use a cell phone. I have one but it is only for emergency use only in case of vehicle break down, accident or other event demanding notification of authorities or a firm to tow my vehicle, whatever. A few years ago I needed to contact ATT that my landline was not working and searched all over town before finally finding a pay phone inside the convenience store in the worst part of town where the derelicts, bums, drug addicts, mentally ill and other social outcasts congregate.
Pay phones used to be everywhere but no longer. However, though I do have a cell phone I refuse to conduct myself as so many citizen-sheep of the human herd infesting the USA do; tying myself to a damn cell phone and using the device for every conceivable thing. In this case, ordering a damn burger from a food firm. Piss on them. They can keep their damn deals!!! Besides, I can make my own damn cheeseburger for a lot less money and likely make a tastier, healthier burger without strangers coughing on it or, perhaps, dropping it on the floor and while laughing grab the damn thing and plop it on the bun and serve it to the ugly grumpy old fart at the counter or drive-through window.
Go forth and enjoy your cheeseburger. If you prefer a hamburger over a cheeseburger the cheeseburger police will not hunt you down and harass you for failure to eat a cheeseburger. Eat your hamburger. Or eat a pizza. Or a salad if on a diet. Eat whatever the heck you want to eat!!!
I believe I shall initiate an national “Eat Whatever the Heck You Want to Eat Day.” It is likely that no national organization will back me as occurs when a food item promotes the Beef Council or the Fast-food Association or whatever organization profits from some extra free publicity. Freedom-loving folks seeking relief from an invasive corporate culture will appreciate my everything-goes day. Eat anything and as little or much as you want. Eat your own food or somebody else’s creation. Anything and everything goes!!! Just avoid committing felonies or even misdemeanors when ding on that damn day.
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Time for burger pics!!!
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