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October 16, 2007



goodness that sounds tasty! i don't really know about the picture tho. looked up the nearest location in the city: the closest one is in pennslyvania. not a single one in ny, ct, or nj. wft?


i'm surprised there's a hardee's north of the mason-dixon line. shoulda told me to bring one back in the suitcase-of-southernness -- there was 3 lbs left in the baggage allowance and this miiiight just have made that weight class.



I'm never sure if we share a brain or just both read Consumerist... it kind of looks delicious.

more mad

the new hardee's logo sucks. it was so good back in the day. i think they got them things at some bar underneath the M train tho...

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  • If Ayn Rand and Walter Benjamin got in a cage fight and then made up over foie gras, single malt scotch and indie pop, you'd have the delightful adventures of "That Was Probably Awkward." Plus or minus the single malt and foie gras, depending on the week's finances. But always the indie pop. Sad, stirring indie pop. And a decent happy hour.

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