My worst hamburger/cheeseburger (whatever that disgusting thing was) ruined my day and a half. It was in Gdynia, Poland in late 1990s and the taste was beyond bad but I was really hungry.
It was some disgusting piece of unidentified minced swine meat, pickles, enclosed in old bun and filled to the brim with despicable mixture of ketchup and mustard.
A perfect metaphor for what this country was back then. The one meal that described its aspirations and shortcomings.
Considering that the worst cheeseburger I’ve had in my entire life was in Germany, that looks about right.
My worst hamburger/cheeseburger (whatever that disgusting thing was) ruined my day and a half. It was in Gdynia, Poland in late 1990s and the taste was beyond bad but I was really hungry.
It was some disgusting piece of unidentified minced swine meat, pickles, enclosed in old bun and filled to the brim with despicable mixture of ketchup and mustard.
A perfect metaphor for what this country was back then. The one meal that described its aspirations and shortcomings.
How can Germany be bad at hamburgers?
That’s where Hamburg IS.