One of those constant meals thoughout my life has been the cheeseburger. It all began at McDonald's sometime during my childhood when I read about being "what I eat" and I said that I am a cheeseburger.
It would seem that the Big Mac and I were made for each other.
Today is National Cheeseburger Day.
It is observed Friday, September 18 and is one of those things I go for because I find it agreeable with both my psyche and constitution.
Nothing is more satisfying than a well fixed cheeseburger when you're really hungry. The small fries and large onion rings simply add to the experience.
Though there are oodles of specials going on I will likely travel to the WhatABurger on Meeting Street in West Columbia to indulge my cheeseburger affinity.
I like cheeseburgers. Cheeseburgers like me. With sincerest apologies to Robert Browning.