
Every Friday at 12:35, I walk into the same place and see all of the white tables and red chairs; I look around and see all of the different people waiting for the most amazing thing in the world; I hear the growling stomachs as loud as the potatoes getting crushed and slammed in the chopper, the milkshake machine pouring out the strawberry, chocolate, and vanilla shakes, the buns and patties sizzling on the grill with the caramelized onions and peppers. I see the melting cheeses on every burger and fantasize about every bite of food I am going to take until I finally hear the magic words, “Welcome to In-N-Out, may I take your order!”
The reluctant words make me want to jump up with joy. I order: one number one, with raw onion, one vanilla shake, one french fry, one animal fry, and one medium coke, to go please. I watch the cashier when he hears my order. My order size seems fit for a sumo wrestler. He looks at me, then at the order, then back at me, then back at then the order. His eyes open wide and repeats this process about four times until, still with a stunned look on their face, he says, “Yes, you are guest number forty eight have a nice day.”
I sit and wait, sit and wait, hearing every number but mine being called, watching all of my friends go up and take their amazing burgers and eat them right in front of me, watching a river of “secret sauce” drip out the end of the burger and splash on the table. All of this seeming to happen in slow motion. As I wait in anticipation for my burger, I look deep into the kitchen. And watch the fry cook slam the burgers onto the grill and turn them ever so gently. I watching the fries get dipped into the boiling vegetable oil, watching the milkshakes flow down from the machine in such a peaceful gentle way, watching the cheese drip off every burger onto the tray making a sticky tray of goo. The cashier yells out, “Guest forty eight! Guest forty eight!” Dazed in my dream of looking into the kitchen of In N Out, I hear my number, already tasting all of the amazing flavors in my mouth. I walk up seeing the enormous tray of all my favorite foods and favorite smells; it seems as if everyone’s eyes are on me as I sit down with my enormous pile of food and begin the process of unwrapping my burger. The burger- constructed of a toasted bun, melting cheese, onions, lettuce, tomatoes and the amazing secret sauce that seems to bring the life to the burger- unfolded as I slowly unwrapped the perfect piece of art. Double-Double, the wrapping says in big bold red letters. As I look at the juicy patties releasing an amazing smell filling the restaurant, my senses tingle in an anticipation, just waiting for my hands to lift the burger into mouth.
The famous Double- Double: a burger constructed of flavors and ingredients that blend in my mouth to form the most delicious thing on earth. The second that fantastic tasting burger reached my lips I could taste the sauce, melting cheese, perfectly cooked patties, and washed it down with an ice cold coke and creamy milkshake, then I tasted the crispy French fries that bring out the best of all the food and are the best side order. The food is a gift from heaven, something brought down by an angel, a thing so amazing it seems that no human could create it.
As I finish, I look around and stare down at the empty tray that once was covered with all kinds of food and drink. My stomach feels as if a bomb was planted in it and needs to explode. My stomach bulges out and I have to unbuckle my belt; my legs feel incapable of lifting my body weight; my laziness just makes me want to drop down, take a nap, and not move for days; my body finally gets the wonderful feeling of being full. I finally get the urge to get up, walk out to my car, and take one last look at the amazing In N Out that satisfies me every Friday. The red and white building disappears in the background as I drive back home, fantasizing once again about next Friday at 12:35.
In N Out is a place of happiness; the employ’s are happy, the customers are happy, the atmosphere is happy, and every second is happy from the moment you enter the restaurant and see the enormous yellow arrow, to the moment you leave watching the huge red and white building disappear in the distance. In N Out makes the best food and is something for me to look forward to. From my monstrous order, to the great employs, and to the great food that I love and enjoy, In N out is place of happiness and can truly be given the title of one of the most delicious places on earth.
--Nick K.
I loved your essay Nick! I loved all the detail of the food and especially the part about them being stunned about your order. It was a really good essay and it certainly made me hungry.
ReplyDelete-Jenna