I am usually not a big fan of burgers. I probably eat a burger about twice a year. Maybe twice a year.
But you know what? A burger somehow becomes this really irresistible, I-haven’t-eaten-for-days-I-have-to-eat-NOW, tasty kind of dinner when
- you decided and were determined to go out for dinner on a Saturday night,
- you were so busy with other things that you didn’t get ready to go out before 10 p.m., and
- you realize that there are no restaurants in town that serve dinner after 10:00 p.m. on a Saturday night.
My initial response: WTF, Sacramento?
And then, the Spin Burger Bar pretty much saved my life.