Last year I wrote a post which ultimately lead to the failure of yours truly to be like MLK. I have decided that I can only be me-and that's it! You have got to love me for me, my darling fans. And speaking of fans: I have two new ones! This is so exciting! Thank you for joining us!
Yesterday I searched in vain for the new Whole Foods. It is on River, apparently, but I drove up and down it, looking. In utter disgust, I went home, and on the way realized that I was starving. I had to have a burger and fries, so I drove into the Dairy Queen (TM). There were a lot of pictures of hot dogs, which did not bode well for my craving.
"Do you have burgers?" I asked the teen behind the counter.
"No. We don't. Just what you see on the menu."
"Well, could you wrap up a Buster bar (TM)?"
"Sure."
So I took my Buster bar (TM) in its bag and put it in the trunk to go look for a burger.
The next fast food restaurant I saw was Wienerschnitzel (TM), a place I'd never eaten at before. I ordered a chili burger (with EVERYTHING), a small fry and a diet soda, pulled over into a spot and ate. The chili was a little salty and the burger a little dry (and it was VERY small!) but there were pickles in it and the fries were fresh and delicious. After I ate that I ate the Buster bar (TM). Now, I wasn't sure if I'd be able to finish it because the last time I had one, the man who sold it to me had warned me I probably wouldn't be able to finish it because they were "very filling". But I DID finish it and it was amazing. Creamy ice cream surrounded by crunchy peanuts and sweet chocolate (okay the chocolate could have been a better quality) and the sweet goo inside were magic to my mouth. Yum! The only thing was, I knew I would not need to eat again for the rest of the day. Whew! What a meal!
Happy MLK everybody!
I remain,
Hilda Stinson
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