They're the cutest little things, same as their Kobe-dog. Served on a prison tray with paper placemat printed with phrases lauding your good food choices and encouraging a good brew to go with it. Every time I've been inside Burger-Fi I've encountered the loveliest young people running the place effulgent with enthusiasm and a particular endearing youthful grace. They don't have to but they cheerfully brought my tray to me and later took the empty tray from me without haste just there on the spot.
And like everywhere around here there is money thrown all over the place.
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