After reading the ad, Harry knew this was something to add to their calendar. Hopefully, the special of the day would still be available when they ate at eight. Great cheap cheeseburgers, for National Cheeseburger Day, was something to cheep about. As Jill liked to say, “Being a money saver was not an excuse to not savor good food.” This would be the fourth year they would scramble forth to celebrate the holiday.
Thus, when they arrived at the café, the two were determined not to waste a good food special to overly care about one’s waist. Of course it was always a feat to eat the three feet, end to end, side of fries. Nor have any guilt drooling over those glowing gilt fries.
Unfortunately, just as they were almost finished with their meal, they were interrupted when Harry’s phone chimed ‘mail.’ It was his mom, “Harry dear, can you be here right away, because a deer is eating my hammock!” How do you respond when this was not the night to be a Knight in armor?
Harry said to Jill, that he had no clue why a deer would be eating the clew. Jill, having just finished eating her sandwich roll responded, “The role of a son is not to question his mom. And, Harry, who knows what deer do when the sun goes down! So don’t be coarse and take the right course.”
Harry sent a ‘ be there’ response text, to which his mother replied, “Spend a cent and bring me a cheeseburger, cause I can smell the scent of it via the phone!” Harry laughed, knowing full well that she had played him for the fool.
So, with tummies full and a takeout bag in hand, any cares were thrown to the wind as they went to his mom’s throne.
(Cheeseburgers, Yum!, © Steven S. Walsky, September 2018.)
National Cheeseburger Day is always September 18th.