The best burger I’ve ever had was a vegan one (cos I’m veggie) in a dark bar in Edinburgh.
I’d gone up there on the train on my own, to write on the train, and to have a little explore. I do that sometimes—trains are a wonderful way to travel and write.
Anyway—I found a bar that sounded intriguing and walked up there from my hotel, and sat with my book and my ears open, and listened to people, and ate the best burger I’d ever had.
I hope that place is still open. I want to take Joe there.
So anyway, National Burger Day—set a timer for 5 minutes and write about whatever comes to mind from that prompt.
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Notes in the Margin
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