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Ok, so I've officially made my first "craving something way too late at night" run. Ok, so it was only 10:30. I don't stay up that late. I was checking my e-mail when I looked up and said, "I want a hamburger." So I ask Allen to muscle test and sure enough -I'm needing some serious red meat. So we hop in the car and headed down to Wendy's for some good old fashioned fast food cheeseburgers. That was some good eating there. Somehow the better restaurants can't seem to get the pickle and onion thing right. White bread and hormone injected antibiotic fed cow meat never tasted so good.