“Two scrumptious spicy bean patties? Check. Lashings of low fat mayo? Check. Generous helpings of fresh lettuce, tomato and onion? Check. All lovingly encased in a ten inch flour tortilla? Check. And that, as they say, is a wrap. A damn good one.”
Really: there’s barely any need of words here. No mayo, no tomato, a gerbil’s portion of lettuce. Soggy yet hideously dry & flavouless patties. (The scrapings from the bottom of said gerbil’s cage spring to mind.) Groo.
I should have known better. But I had just got off a 13hr flight from Singapore, I was hungry, and there was a Burger King on the way to the taxi rank. Hoist with my own petard (of greed).