A hamburger sandwich is my husband's main staple, it is his "comfort food". He can eat one or two everyday. When he was a young boy, his mom owned a cafe in downtown Salt Lake City where she served hamburgers. I don't know how big those hamburgers were, but she let Gregg eat two hamburger sandwiches at a sitting. Until now, if I make hamburgers at home, he wants two quarter pounders. It is a good thing that when we eat out he only orders one.
At home he eats his hamburger sandwiches with corn chips and tomato salsa. Sometimes I treat him with some homemade fries
If I fix hamburger sandwiches, it is for Sunday dinners. He'd be happy as a lark with his two burgers and I'd be happy as a maya (a Philippine bird, a tree sparrow) with my rice and adobo or anything Pinoy.
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