My hubby Neil will tell you that I have a bad habit of rearranging the stuff on my burgers or sandwiches or subs. Yes. I confess. I do this more often than not. I kind of like to see what I'm going to bite into before I bite into it. Today was no exception. Lunch at Burger King. Jr Whopper, no cheese. And apparently no beef. Isn't this the same place that asked Where's The Beef back in the eighties or some such? I felt like taking it back and saying You gotta be kidding me. Instead, I had it my way--did a little rearranging then tore off the extra bread around the meat. Good little burger. I shoulda had fries with that.
