the fast food eating bandits...

I've got a nickname for Lennie & me. Call us the fast food eating bandits:

"I'm going to head over to McDonald's & grab some breakfast. They've got the sausage, egg & cheese on sale."

"How much?"

"Two for four dollars. I'll eat four of them."

Lennie, my best friend nowadays, is an eighty six year old man with a tan to boot. Today at the pool we discussed our shared passion for fast food.

"I had Culver's for lunch yesterday, the breaded cod sandwich with cheese curds as a side is one of my favorites. Have you ever tried Culver's Rob?"

"I have good buddy. I had a buttered double cheeseburger with a chocolate shake from there the other day. Next time I'm having the cod sandwich with cheese curds."

"You know what else is good?"

"What Lennie?"

"The fried chicken at Albertson's. I'm thinking about heading over there & grabbing some lunch for the family."

"What will your sides be?"

"The wife & daughter enjoy the mac & cheese. I'll get some baked beans & broccoli salad for myself."

"That sounds good Lennie. Do you want to know what I had the other day from their deli?"

"What?"

"Olive loaf, they cut a pound of thin slices for me & I devoured it all in one sitting. That stuff is salty as hell."

"Olive loaf," repeating with a smile, "We use to serve it as a lunch special at the bar. People ate it up. Boy that stuff is bad for you."

"We got to stop talking about food," adding in all honesty, "It's starting to make me hungry."

"So are you going to McDonald's when you get out of the pool?"

"I am," is my rapid response, "Do you want me to get something for you while I'm there?"

"No thanks," is his reply, "I still have a breakfast burrito from Jack-N-Box in the refrigerator."

"I love Jack-N- Box Lennie. What kind of burrito did you get?"

"The loaded breakfast with extra sausage," he knows his breakfast burritos well.

"Awesome Lennie! That's my favorite. I'd eat the loaded with extra sausage all the time when I lived in Las Vegas. The kid who worked there would see me walk in & say, 'Do you want the usual village idiot?' He was a fan of the blog." 

Images of a loaded breakfast burrito with extra sausage from Jack-N-Box goes dancing through my head:

"Dangummit Lennie, now you got me thinking about putting McDonald's off until tomorrow. Where's the nearest Jack-N-Box?"

"On Belle, right next to the tire store," is his rapid reply.