It bothered me. It was a slap in the face. I entered Cheeburger Cheeburger yesterday, and my picture was no longer on their wall. You see, this fantastic burger joint snaps a Polaroid if you manage to eat their 20 oz. cheeseburger, and they place you on their wall. you can see behind me in the picture, it's not totally uncommon, but it's no small feat either.
So, I took matters into my own hands. If they wanted to erase me from the records books, they'd have to stop me from repeating my destruction every time I was in town.
I sat down with Billy to recreate history, and, frankly, I was disappointed. I remembered the burger as being more of a challenge. I dusted this thing off in 9 minutes, while actively chatting with Billy, eating fries, and debating what sort of run to go for when I got home (I ended up running 3 miles in 23 minutes about an hour after I finished the burger).
I took a bunch of pictures throughout the meal, to document the process. Here's the link to the Flickr photoset.
Technically, there are two walls at Cheeburger Cheeburger. The "one timers" and the "repeat offenders". Well, I'll be back in town in 2 weeks, and move my Polaroids back to where they belong.
i like this part of the blog:"I sat down with Billy to recreate history, and, frankly, I was disappointed. I remembered the burger as being more of a challenge. I dusted this thing off in 9 minutes, while actively chatting with Billy, eating fries, and debating what sort of run to go for when I got home (I ended up running 3 miles in 23 minutes about an hour after I finished the burger)" is very good
Posted by: propecia | April 26, 2010 at 02:18 PM