My Faithful Readers, you should probably know something about me.
I’m a man who likes cheeseburgers.
What’s that? You already knew that about me?! Oh…weird.
Well, additionally, I’m also a man who has a horrible, horrible tendency to keep going back to something time and time again once I’ve had a great experience with it. This will continue until I have a bad experience, thus breaking the spell.
It’s because of this tendency that I’ve had weeks where I eat the same thing for lunch five or six days in a row.
It’s because of this tendency that I returned to Wendy’s for yet another Bacon and Blue burger last Tuesday night.
What: Wendy’s Bacon and Blue Burger
Where: Ghetto Wendy’s in Central Square
When: March 16, 2010
How (was it): Despite my best wishes that it’d be awful and greasy and I could return to a life where—like the rest of the population—I have no desire to eat at Wendy’s on a regular basis, let alone the super ghetto Wendy’s.
Alas, that was not to be the case.
Once again, the burger was amazing.
I’m not a big bleu cheese guy, but these cats pile on the sautéed onions, their fancy-assed sauce, the bacon, and all the other toppings and it is like the perfect ingredient to make all of that other good shizzle just sorta come together in a big ole flavor ‘splosion…in my face!
My God, I hope the next one is awful, or it might be time to establish a Wendy’s Embargo.