Today I decided to get adventurous for lunch. I always walk past this little stand that sells steakburgers and chips. My American belly detected roasted beef and was happy at this notion.
I decided to give them a try.
I thought, how strange can this possibly be? It’s a burger, for God’s sake. Well, I get it and it looked pretty good. I got back to the office and sat down at my desk to eat, and I smelled steak sauce on my burger. Normally I am not a sauce kind’ve person, but I decided to bite the bullet and try something new so I could be sure of its qualities.
Steak sauce tastes like the floor of a 1960’s English automobile. It ruins the natural awesomeness of beef.
I made it through about half of the sandwich before I decided that it wasn’t worth putting myself through this for the sake of experimentation. I ate the rest of my chips and a vending machine sized bag of Famous Amos cookies that I had laying around and called it a wash.
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