'a Mac DeMarco-ass fit with cuffed Carhartt pants and a tiny beanie' is one of the best reads of their aesthetic. I saw a queue of these men in Soho London, waiting for a smash from a place literally called 'Junk Burger'.
What I thought was of note, was that Junk actually comes to the UK via Paris. Which then reminded me of the cultural shift that Euro-Disney brought upon European psyche; where they are no longer the global colonisers (aka curators of culture), and the undeniable influence of the American Dream™ on the continent.
From Boston. Can confirm. Please do a follow-up: Smash Burger Now Open for Jazz/Mardi Gras/Soul-Ska-Jazz/Bachelorette Party BRUNCH! Try the Bellini Burger!
The most heinous sin is just calling your burger a smashburger when, in fact, it is nothing of the kind. If you want the real thing, go to Culver’s and get a ButterBurger. That, my friend, is a damn tasty smashburger.
'a Mac DeMarco-ass fit with cuffed Carhartt pants and a tiny beanie' is one of the best reads of their aesthetic. I saw a queue of these men in Soho London, waiting for a smash from a place literally called 'Junk Burger'.
What I thought was of note, was that Junk actually comes to the UK via Paris. Which then reminded me of the cultural shift that Euro-Disney brought upon European psyche; where they are no longer the global colonisers (aka curators of culture), and the undeniable influence of the American Dream™ on the continent.
I’ve lived in both Canada and the US, and I’m in Toronto know, which is functionally an American city. The cultural homogeneity is everywhere.
From Boston. Can confirm. Please do a follow-up: Smash Burger Now Open for Jazz/Mardi Gras/Soul-Ska-Jazz/Bachelorette Party BRUNCH! Try the Bellini Burger!
The most heinous sin is just calling your burger a smashburger when, in fact, it is nothing of the kind. If you want the real thing, go to Culver’s and get a ButterBurger. That, my friend, is a damn tasty smashburger.
Peak curmudgeon. I’ll have mine demi-raw please.