I’ve recently returned from a whirlwind tour of NYC and New Jersey - two places I wouldn’t have thought I’d go to just a few years ago and two places that it was ok to visit but I wouldn’t want to live in.
A lot changed in that eight days. My chest hair which vanished a while ago has started to grow back. Blogging has resumed on a grand scale for the J-train, the Hubcap, and of course our little yeti. Jared bought a new truck, and Darren Moser is now the Lead Brewer at Trumer Brauerei. Despite all of these amazing events, let me blow your mind with the most amazing thing that’s ever happened to me.
It’s called the BK Quad Stacker.
This thing is four beef patties, four slices of synthetic cheese, and 8 strips of bacon barely contained by a sesame seed bun (I opted out of the BK stack sauce as foreign sauces frighten me). Notice how the amazingness isn’t interrupted by a single vegetable. It’s like Burger King somehow turned a Rogue Ales Hazelnut Brown Nectar into a meaty kick to the face.
My traveling companions and I (more on the trip in a future post) talked about getting a BK Quad Stack for 8 days, and my dreams came true on Sunday. It was delicious. I could’ve eaten a second one (and some chicken fries bitches!), but I still had a few hours to drive and didn’t want to kill anyone.
Well, my heart is pumping pretty hard right now, I’m wheezing a little, and my left arm is slightly tingly, so I’m going to peace out for tonight. If I were you, I’d head to a BK right now. Don’t go to their website though, it sucks taint.
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