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Old-fashioned hamburgers
August 24, 2006
After arriving in Connecticut, we took a walk down Main Street with the friend of Gökhan who we were staying with. Every house was colonial-style,spotlessly white and trimmed in black, with perfectly-trimmed foliage and at least one American flag displayed under a window or hanging from a flagpole in the front yard.
Upon reaching the end of the street, we realized we were hungry, and stopped at what happened to be a colonial-style Wendy’s. It gave a whole new meaning to “old-fashioned hamburgers.” Not only would my french fries be soaked in grease and chocolate frosty, but they would be dripping in history. I don’t think anyone could fully understand what that means to me.
August 24th, 2006 at 2:02 pm
I can’t eat Wendy’s, I have a thing against hamburgers being square. But the Frosty’s are awesome. All the homes must have been so cool looking. And you’re right about the Wendy’s, seeing it like that fits their old fashioned slogan better.