Joe Metheny Burger Stand Novels & Stories

her voice trailed off with a faint bit of guilt. “That's okay, it's no big deal,” Sabrina said. “I’ll just grab some burgers and be home soon.” Halfway to home, Sabrina pulled up to a little burger stand that was on the side of the road. They had the best burgers in town, though nobody would have ever guessed. The small stand looked like it would have fallen over if a stiff breeze had blown by it. Even so, there was still a line of cars, all filled with locals who knew just how good the food was.

I said with a grin, nudging him lightly with my shoulder as we walked out of his office. He cracked a small smile. “And I thought we were both choosing where to eat tonight.” “Yeah, yeah,” I teased. “That was just to make you feel included. We both know you were gonna suggest Joe’s Pub again.” “Hey,” he protested, holding up a finger. “They have the best burgers in the city.” “Which is exactly why I’m not letting you pick. I have something better in mind.” He looked at me suspiciously. “Define better.”

"What's the matter with him?" “Well, when was the last time you ate? Because there's a bistro across the street that makes really good burgers and fries.” He pointed across the street, where there was indeed a place called Joe's. I laughed bitterly and lifted the skirt in my hands. "Like show up in this and entertain all the customers?" He looked at me for a moment and rubbed his jaw thoughtfully. "What's under that, Tate?" “What are you trying to do again, Haves?” I asked suspiciously.

“I do enjoy a burger, thank you very much. And contrary to popular belief, I didn’t grow up eating caviar, I actually despise it if I’m being honest.” Joe’s Burger was a quaint little diner a small distance from the park, and since we were already walking, we got there in no time. It was a pretty traditional place, nothing bright or exciting or out of the ordinary. The bell dinged overhead as we opened the door, it was pretty empty, save for the sad looking man in a suit in the corner, and two bubbly looking girls with matching pink hair. We slid into one of the green and orange booths and a waitress soon came up to us. We both ordered a burger and chips with a coke, because one thing that e

Before I could start wondering about their meaning, Jaxon stood, took my coat from me, and pulled out a chair. I sat quickly. “Thanks,” I murmured. He took the seat across from me, his back to the wall. Silence. I glanced at him. Maybe it was time to stop being nervous and try to actually talk. “This place is really nice,” I said, fiddling with the napkin in front of me. “Do you come here often?” He nodded. Okay, progress. “What’s it called?” “Burg’s Burgers.” I laughed, thinking he was joking. But he just stared at me, calm and serious.

His cold gaze changed at that moment. “Go and bring the trash can over here.” Rio was stunned. Could it be that his boss felt like throwing up? After the trash can was brought over, Dimas did not vomit. Instead, he glanced deeply at the thermal bag inside the trash can. Rio looked puzzled and asked, “Mr. Martinez, isn’t that a burger?” “Do you recognize it?” Rio nodded and said, “It’s the only place in Janloon that serves burgers. Liler took me there once. The buns were thick, and there was so little fillings. It was terrible!”

We looked at the menu and walked to the cashier to order "What do you guys want?" Matt asked "Cheese burger" I said "Double-Double burger" Morris said "Me too" "Me three" "Me four" The boys are settling with the bigger one "You Joan?" Andrew patted her head "Animal fries only" "Oh I want that too" I said "Let's take a seat" Joan pulled me to the empty seats and yes people are still staring. I'm use to this attention since I'm an actress and the 7 Gold Life's kids

At 7:45, I changed into clean jeans and a dark gray henley, left my hair down, and tried to look like I hadn't spent the past two hours freaking out. I arrived at Joe's at exactly eight to find Julian already there, standing outside looking completely out of place in his expensive clothes surrounded by hipsters and working-class Brooklynites. "You came," I said. "Did you think I wouldn't?" "I thought you might change your mind once you realized what kind of place I picked." Julian looked around at the shabby pizza joint, the plastic tables, the paper plates. "It's perfect. Authentic. Real." "You say that now. Wait until you taste the pizza."

"Madam Betty, please give us two of your signature beef burgers." "No." Jefferson gave Adrienne a fierce look. He knew that she would have a hard time eating meat after coming out of the dissection room. Why would she order a beef burger? Was she dumb? "Madam Betty, please give us one beef burger and one veggie burger." "Why are you glaring at me? I want a beef burger." Adrienne had already forgotten about all the corpses she was working on earlier. Her mind was full of thoughts of her grandfather. She wanted to sit there, at his favorite seat, and eat his favorite burger. She was hoping that when Hodge looked down from heaven, he would know that she was missing her, and that he would visit

The scent of sizzling meat and freshly fried potatoes filled the air of Joe’s Grill, a modest burger joint tucked into the corner of a busy intersection. It wasn’t the fanciest place in town, but it stayed busy, attracting an endless stream of hungry customers. Behind the counter, I hustled to keep up with the chaos, juggling plates of burgers and fries while dodging my coworkers. “Elena! Table four’s waiting on their double cheeseburger!” barked Max, the manager, his voice sharp over the noise of the kitchen.