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Five Guys Burger Love

Posted on July 16, 2013 by LFFL

Double Cheeseburger with grilled mushrooms, grilled onions, lettuce, mayonnaise, ketchup, and mustard with Fries and Fruit Punch.

I think the picture speaks clearly enough for itself, don’t you? I sauntered into this burger joint because I LUUUVVV me some Five Guys Burgers and Fries.

And I did this, of course, AFTER I drove 30 minutes to the warehouse furniture store we have just for chocolate-covered caramel marshmallows. Yeah, you heard me! I didn’t go for the furniture, but FOR THE CHOCOLATE!! And it was worth the 30-minute ride going and coming.

So, if you have nothing else to do today, saunter into a Five Guys burger joint, take a seat, and enjoy your burger and fries—then head to a furniture store afterwards for chocolate (or before depending on your priorities).

Take-Away Life Lesson: The ‘little’ burgers on the menu are not actually “little” as in small, tiny, or quarter-sized—they are actually single patties. The burgers without the word ‘little’ in front of them are double patties. So if you walk in and order a ‘hamburger’ or ‘cheeseburger’, keep in mind you’re ordering a double burger. The menu just doesn’t make sense if you’re a first-timer reading it.

Double-Up The Fries?

Posted on May 21, 2013 by LFFL

Chicken Tenders with a side of fries and green beans with honey Dijon sauce and ketchup.

Loved my trip to Houlihan’s. The server was great, the food was awesome, even my date was fabulous. Houlihan’s is just like Houston’s. So it felt like home to me.

So the server comes and takes our order. I order the chicken tenders. The server tells me my chicken tenders come with fries and either green beans or asparagus. Well, first off, I thought I was just ordering the chicken tenders as an appetizer by themselves—so I was not expecting side dishes, but whatever. Let’s roll with it.

So the way it was presented to me, I assumed I only had a choice of green beans or asparagus—neither of which sounded appealing. So I opted for the green beans—but it was a tough choice.

Now, my date orders the same thing but tells the server to “double-up the fries.” I didn’t really know what he was saying or what it meant at the time because so much activity was going on around us and the noise level was kinda high with all the babble from other diners. So I just assumed it’s some new side dish they offer that he was asking for with some fancy term word I’ve never used before.

Well, NO, by golly that’s not it. He just ends up with the same dinner as mine and he just has TWICE as many fries on his plate rather than a vegetable. NOW it’s all starting to sink in. Well, NO, I DON’T WANT GREEN BEANS!! Do I LOOK like I want to eat vegetables?!!

Hmmmmm—-fries? green beans? fries? asparagus? fries? green beans? fries? asparagus? Well, that’s a no-brainer! OF COURSE, I would have DOUBLED-UP on the fries had it not been presented to me in such a way that I thought the vegetables were my only two options to choose from. And look how pathetic my plate looks with those sad green beans just sitting there.

So, if you have nothing else to do today, take yourself out to eat anywhere and tell your server you’d rather substitute your vegetable side dish with a much less healthy option.

Take-Away Life Lesson: Never assume your server has your best interest at heart by offering you vegetables instead of more fries.

Fries In A Basket

Posted on April 16, 2013 by LFFL

My own personal shopping cart of fries! I just LOVE this burger joint! One fine day I decided to go out for lunch by myself and happened upon this hot spot. My lunch meal consisted of—a Meatloaf Burger with grilled onions and sweet ketchup on an onion brioche bun with a side of……Fries in a basket with chipotle aioli sauce and sweet ketchup.

What cracked me up was the basket of fries. How awesome is that?! My own personal grocery cart of fries. I mean, it is a basket after all. It just made eating them so much more fun. (Unfortunately, the cart wouldn’t fit inside my purse. But that’s neither here nor there.)

This juicy, moist burger fell apart with the first bite. My hands were SO messy I required a minimum of 30 napkins—(that’s how you know you’re eatin’ a burger right). The food was great, but I think my arteries were screaming at me.

So, if you have nothing else to do today, go to your local burger joint and ask for a burger and a basket of fries. And when they have the nerve to bring the fries out in their standard container look at the server and say “NO, in an actual grocery cart, please.”

Take-Away Life Lesson: Bring a much bigger purse in case the basket ‘accidentally’ rolls off the table and needs a place to land.