What you don’t believe me? Check out my facebook page, it’s pretty pimp.

How you ask, does a tiny burger establishment such as myself, have international websites including but not restricted to myspace, facebook, and twitter?  It’s probably my super convenient location, in lower westchester.  More specifically New Rochelle.

Go ahead google earth me. 542 North Ave, New Rochelle, NY 10801

Yeah that’s me, right across from City Hall, do you see all those convenient parking spaces?  I know it seems too good to be true, but you guessed right, I am only a short 35 minute train ride from midtown, Manhattan.

Not from NY? How about a 3 hour amtrack ride from Boston, MA. Okay you’re a left coaster, and crossing those time zones just seems like a little too much, right? Wrong.

Haven’t you heard? It’s hip to be indie.  Can you imagine all the street cred you’d get just by taking a few extra steps and eating some of my delicious food?

You, my long distance friend will probably appreciate it way more than any of the local kids, because everyone knows there’s nothing more exciting than anticipation. And you know it’s true because Einstein said it…or maybe it was Ghandi? Marilyn Monroe?

Pretty sure it’s a universal philospohy.

Need more convincing? My fresh cut fries have been described, as “addictive as heck”, “paramount of all potato side dishes”, and “good”.  I use only the freshest of ingredients, and while my name might scream fast food, let me reassure you (in case the fact that I’m on tumblr doesn’t say it enough), I’m no conformist.

I go my own way.  Brown rice? Steamed Veggies? Grilled Chicken? Whole Wheat pasta? Only the best produce, bought daily?  Yeah, I have that too. Plus, I have stewarts rootbeer ON TAP.

Do you hate deciding between chocolate and vanilla? Don’t worry, I carry both flavors of ice cream, which judging by the recent closing of neighboring cold stones, seem to be all that anyone really wants anyway.

Cause what’s better than being indie? Going vintage.

And what’s more classic than a cheeseburger, fries and a milk shake served in a FRYING PAN.

Yeah I’m a triple threat,  I just layed down the ironic kitsch.

I’m like that mix that plays some good ol’ Al Green to get you in the mood, but before you know it, you’re “accidentally” rapping along to fergilicious.

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‘Cause it’s cool to be self-aware.