We venture back to Newark, New Jersey and join Mr. Salo in the secret labs deep beneath American Burger Works HQ.
I try to be nice to my innards most of the time, but last night the senior Q-Burger Leadership went out to dinner at a burger joint called Red Robin.
The burger was the best I’d had in…I’d say ‘years’, yes.
The 3am wake-up call from my guts was the worst I’d had since I got food poisoning about 10 or 12 months ago.
I did not appreciate it.
It made the 4am wake up call from the VP a real chore.