Thursday 21 Nov 2013
Hungry Jack’s. Look familiar friends from the States? I’ll give you a few hints:
— Their logo
— They have Whoppers
— They have the Angry Whoppers and Angry Onions! (???)
You get the picture. But why Hungry Jack’s?? Why not good ol’ Burger King? (I could google it, but why bother – it’s more fun to talk to ask the ether about it…)
I haven’t had fast food since I’ve been here actually…but it was one of those days, and a Whopper Jr. was calling me. Had to give it a go. Exact same taste and smell. Wild.
Every time I have a burger or get a whiff from Burger King…oops, I mean Hungry Jack’s…I am taken back to The BK in Evanston circa 1995 right off of the Northwestern campus. Without fail. And I think of my late nights there with so many different college friends. So many dear, dear friends I still have to this day. With the craziest of fond memories. All in a fast food joint. Those were the days…
And I was transported again, on this sunny Thursday afternoon on the other side of the world.
All at a Hungry Jack’s. A bit of peace knowing I can get back to that place. Here. Down under.