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Today I am offering you links to other blogs that may assist you in your pursuit of dining Nirvana.
Let’s start with Phoood
Reviewing the grub the masses dig into including fast food joint offerings and “comfort” food found in grocery stores. Wander over and groove on the yummy stuff.
Then there is the site that declares they put the ” ‘ew’ in product reviews… The Impulsive Buy
Similar to Phoood above this blog may assist you in what to munch upon. And where. And, maybe, why. The calories within the food assists the slender-challenged and likely those not challenged but doing what is needing to keep those immense rolls of blubber from draping the body.
Eat ’em up, yum.
Give the guy credit for not causing unnecessary damage other than breaking the window.
He may have earned “brownie points” if he had cleaned up the broken glass on the floor.
A gentleman would have left the guesstimated value of the food next to the cash register, hidden from easy view so that a thief-type person looking through the broken window would not see the cash sitting there.
“The McGangBang: a McChicken Sandwich Inside a Double Cheeseburger”
“…taking two items off of the Dollar Menu and creating an entirely new sandwich for a total of $2.16. Truly, it’s a sandwich that’s more than the sum of its parts.”
Read the incredible edible tale —> HERE
Pic from here
The many delights of breakfast.
I, Obbop, the Disgruntled Old Coot, rarely eats via the drive-through routine nor at any locale outside my humble hovel, my shanty upon the Ozark Plateau amidst the squalor of the horde of uncivil and anti-social human herd hereabouts.
When I did motor through the drive-through grab a burger, etc. fast-food joint I pert-near’ always grabbed some oh-so-fattening french fries, especially in winter when the birds found it harder to find food.
A write-up and pictures from a couple of visitors to a burger joint that was one of the best eatin’ deals from a time long ago when your cuddly Disgruntled Old Coot lived out Californy way.
Perhaps it is the mind-set of a shanty-dwelling Disgruntled Old Coot but that ice cream offering mentioned seems to be more of an act of desperation to garner additional discretionary income from a human herd generally experiencing an over-all lack of said funds.
What with folks spending money on Xmas gifts for self and others I ponder as to what extent wealth is diverted from the many fast-food joints.