Anyway, I’m trying not to start this entry with a tedious history of the American hamburger…drive ins, 50s, California culture, and the last gasp of manifest destiny. Hamburgers hold some mystical psychic place for most Americans. I don’t think it’s necessary to tackle that. Just listen to the beach boys and think of the beautiful [...]
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Sesame…or should a hamburger ever be upscale? (and why do I sound like carrie fucking bradshaw?)
Posted in hamburgers, North Charleston on September 3, 2006 | 15 Comments »
