28/12/2009 - That's no moon...

Today was a very lazy day which ended when a small group of us went out to try the oft-touted Fergburger. The place was completely mobbed so we bought our burgers (I of course getting the biggest possible called "Big Al" - never one to back down from a challenge) and went to the park to eat them.

Most of the others had gone for the standard Fergburgers which were pretty big. Mine though was ridiculous. I should have taken a photo but forgot on account of being preoccupied trying to figure out how I was meant to get it into my mouth. I'd flattened it as much as possible and it was still taller than any burger I'd previously tasted/faced.

Thankfully someone else had taken a picture.

Two layers of beef, two layer of bacon, two layers of cheese, a fried egg, and a large stack of salad at the bottom.

Eventually I just went for it. It was indeed a delicious burger but at around the half way point that no longer mattered. All that was left was the fact that I would not be defeated by a burger.

Eventually I emerged victorious. We then went for icecream.