On a sunny Sunday afternoon, four friends embarked on a journey of beef. The journey would include grease; it would include cholesteral; it would include Rolaids.
It all started one Saturday evening, discussing the best burgers around Toronto, though perhaps our journey wouldn't end there. Although we all had our personal favourites, none of us had tried them all. So how could we possibly compare? We had to do the tour together, and compare as we savoured.
The journey would not only be about the burger. There were sides to consider: fries, sweet potato fries, poutine. What of toppings? And something else that concerned all of us: drinks. Is cherry cola out there? Vanilla coke? Milkshakes? Lemonade, or dare I dream, cherry lemonade?
Join the Hamburglar, Small Fry, Burger Meister, and me, Pickles, and all these queries and mores will be investigated during...the Burger Tour.
It all started one Saturday evening, discussing the best burgers around Toronto, though perhaps our journey wouldn't end there. Although we all had our personal favourites, none of us had tried them all. So how could we possibly compare? We had to do the tour together, and compare as we savoured.
The journey would not only be about the burger. There were sides to consider: fries, sweet potato fries, poutine. What of toppings? And something else that concerned all of us: drinks. Is cherry cola out there? Vanilla coke? Milkshakes? Lemonade, or dare I dream, cherry lemonade?
Join the Hamburglar, Small Fry, Burger Meister, and me, Pickles, and all these queries and mores will be investigated during...the Burger Tour.
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