I was something of an anomaly among my friends when I was growing up. They loved going to McDonald’s for lunch everyday. It was Big Macs and Quarter Pounders with cheese. I would accompany them, but I only ate fries and the little apple pie that came in a little cardboard box. I was raised on…
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I find it funny and at the same time entirely appropriate that a New Yorker who lives in Los Angeles would find herself in the perfect Paris spot for a hamburger. Woman does not live by fois gras alone. Yuppies Cafe