feed me
You know what I really want right now?
I desire a hamburger.
I crave it.
Mightily.
A half-pound of medium rare meat with a slab of cheddar cheese, slathered with jalapeños and barbecue sauce, all contained within a toasty warm bun, and topped with a freshly sliced tomato. I do not believe that this is too much to ask for, and at some point, I must go in quest of this reward.