Well if that many old farts can eat it without crapping their pants maybe I can eat it too!
Hey brits, enlighten me, what about this burger makes it English? Is it the American cheese? The Dijon mustard sauce? The grilled onions?
How would Emeril like it if he caught me cooking for HIS mom?
Come to me, big boy!
Otherwise known as any given Wednesday at my house. Who wants to come over for dinner?
Buy your baby a can of meat paste today!
So now I'm sitting in traffic being forced to endure corporate advertising like a prisoner. At least now I have something to pee into.