You know how sometimes food is delicious not just because it tastes good, but because it symbolizes something special? For me, In-N-Out is like that. First of all, I don’t eat fast food very often, so to eat at a fast food chain is a rare and special occasion. Second, I only associate In-N-Out with road trips, since the closest one is about 8 miles north on the freeway, and who doesn’t love road trips? Third, there is the feeling of being “in the know” at In-N-Out. Their bare-bones menu belies the secret code to getting what you want. Sure, the menu might read “cheeseburger,” (boring!) but what you should order is a double-double-animal-style. What does that mean? It’s a double cheeseburger (double cheese, double burger) with grilled onions and their special “animal style” sauce. Which I think is something like thousand island dressing, much like McD’s Big Mac “special sauce.” I imagine that knowing the secret code was much cooler pre-internet, since In-N-Out actually posts a glossary of not-so-secret terms on their website.
The one thing that’s not stellar about In-N-Out? Their fries. You won’t hear me say this too often, but they’re not greasy enough, and they taste like cardboard. But maybe if you dip them into a thick shake, they’ll taste better?
February 4, 2009 at 12:17 pm
You can order the fries animal-style (which does include the cheese), which always makes me happy. Somehow my car knows the way to In-N-Out…those milkshakes are awesome.
February 4, 2009 at 12:21 pm
Good to know! A cheeseburger + animal style fries + milkshake = a truly lactaid-worthy meal!
February 17, 2009 at 9:28 pm
I will forever and ever, amen, associate the delicious Burger Joint on Valencia with good old drunken lesbian times. When hunger strikes at the Lex and/or ditching the Dyke March because you are ZOMG suddenly so hungry after drinking liter after liter of slushy daiquiri “water” from labeled bottles.
Basically, I get it. The fast-food burger love.