The burger taste like reprocessed soy or better yet a grilled dish rag, but the fries are the best around. I remember an old Bing Crosby film of a guy who made a fortune in hamburger chains, went back to college, and ate at one of his own locations only to throw the food out. I felt like that when I ate here. I really do not like McDonalds either, but I would rather eat there than here. I'll bet these five guys are dining on steak and not their own food that they feed to us.
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