Holiday shopping makes us hungry. Walking downtown makes us hungry. A sunny day makes us hungry. There's a burger spot downtown on Broughton Street called B D Burgers. It was lunch time, so we stopped in and asked them to share their beef with us. Mr. Fettucini, what did you think?
Mr. Fettucini: I ordered the 1/3 lb. B D Burger. Now, as you know, I'm Italian (have I ever mentioned that before) and there's nothin' I like better than a hard crusted roll. Didn't get one at B D Burgers. In fact, I wondered if the burger bun was fully baked. It was white and mushy and gave me visions of the Pillsbury Dough Boy.
Ms. Goulash: Dahlings, every now and then, I'll have a burger just for the protein surge, so that I can keep up with Mr. Fettucini's walking pace. He's one fast little Italian. I wonder if I can enter him in the Kentucky Derby, dahlings.
Rating: 1 - 5 I.O.'s (intestinal orgasms)
B D Burgers: 2 I. O.'s
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