Those of you unfamiliar with the fast food restaurant chain "In-n-out," I'm sorry. It is possibly the best burger I have ever had from a place that doesn't expect you to leave a tip. The menu is limited to the following: hamburger, cheeseburger, double double (double cheeseburger), fries, and milkshakes. Of course, there is a secret menu that has things such as grilled cheese and the holy grail, animal style fries. Animal style means that they take a mess of their already awesome fries and pile them high with cheese, onions, and their burger spread sauce-stuff. You can also get a burger with as many meat patties as you would like. I cant even remember the number of times I've seen 10x10s consumed in a single sitting (ok, I can, once).
Currently, the restaurant only serves the fine states of California, Nevada, and Arizona, although I pray every night that they will magically appear in Central Kentucky. This morning I woke up and put my in-n-out shirt on, having no plans on eating there at any point in the near future. Fate had other plans. I decided to go to Wal-Mart with my father and low and behold sitting in the same parking lot was In-n-out. Naturally, we had to eat there. A double-double and fries. The food was awesome as it always is but then tragedy struck. I got sauce on my shirt.
Feel free to check out their website www.in-n-out.com
In-n-out
In-n-out
That's what a hamburger's all about
Merry Christmas!
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