Red Meat, I love you

Five guys, you make a pretty damn good burger.

So what if this is an airport terminal (we are in Dulles, Washington DC, eating lunch between flights)? You had me at free toppings and free soda refills. I don’t care if this is contributing to America’s obesity epidemic. I’m getting my money’s worth and stealing some napkins while I’m at it too.

I will admit, though, that the Cajun fries don’t really do it for me. Some people rant and rave about the virtues of Old Bay but I just don’t get it. Maybe I’ll come around eventually. Maybe.