As we arrived in Myrtle Beach a few weeks ago, we drove by a Fuddruckers restaurant. In our "married without children" days in Durham, NC we frequented this restaurant chain occasionally and remembered the hamburgers. Hamburgers made with juicy beef. Hamburgers made with lots of juicy beef on pillowy soft kaiser buns. Don't even get me started about the melted cheese...
Pointing out the window at this wonderful hamburger joint, I told the kids that we'd be back...back to show them what a real hamburger looked and tasted like. I told them that they'd never want another McDonald's burger again (wishful thinking I know).
Meg agreed.
Cole agreed.
Kate really agreed.
Molly, unable to get anyone to share a bit of their hamburger with her,
was forced to settle for some very big french fries.
Sorry McDonald's. It was unanimous. I'm building an imaginary Fuddrucker's next to my imaginary Chick-fil-A up at the Highlands!
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Well get one or both opened and you have your first worker. I bet I could even supervise. You could say I am a no nonsense kind of girl when it comes to work, at least, while there is still work to be done. Yet, I've been told, I have a way of making it fun. Oh, and yes, I do have experience in working with food, fast and restaurant!!!
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