I love cheeseburgers. If caloric intake or health wasn't an issue, I could gladly eat a burger for every meal, every day, for the rest of my life.
Whenever I visit Los Angeles, just to give you an example, the only thing I eat while I'm there is the free hotel breakfast and In-N-Out. And if there's no free breakfast? Well, guess who is having a burger brunch with animal style fries? That's right: This guy.
The sheer joy I have before biting into a burger is something that can't be faked. There's a twinkle in my eyes that's there if you look really closely, even if I'm not smiling.
Except it's a burger, and not a dog. And he's going to eat it.
I hope to be this happy to get a burger with my wife decades from now.