I am obsessed with The Burger Bus. They source all their ingredients locally, Cheryl has a slight Soup Nazi element about her and Micheal is always jamming out to some Grateful Dead-at-the-Warfield tape circa 1987 as he expertly grills up burgers, falafel and sweet-potato fries. It is always totally worth the immediate and severe IBS flare up. I like going on Fridays when they're at the Wheelhouse so I can perve on the bikes I can't afford.
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