Monday, January 18, 2010

Post Christmas barfaramas

We have this hamburger joint in town called the XXX burger. After 2 years of living here we realized it's not an adult only place. Since my dad and brothers are lovers of hamburgers we had to take them. The 50's decor brought nostalgia to my parents. Plus, every where we looked was a picture of a group of Mormon missionaries spending their P-Day at the XXX. It was an experience that we're glad we had and now we're glad it's over. Hul!
Just a few pictures of the closeness we felt as we waited for our burgers.


The root beer was fabulous!
The burgers were gigantic!
Since I am an allergic freak now I couldn't partake in the menu items which caused hardening of the arteries. I had a bowl of chicken noodle soup and let's just say that it's not their specialty.
Dad working his way through his burger. After a few bites he finally had to ask for a fork and knife even though there are signs around that say, "don't even ask!"
Look at how little these boys ate and look how grody they feel. Worth it but you have to pay the price.
Cracks me up that this sign is near their front door. Makes ya wonder how many regulars they have in spite of this warning.

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