?> {"id":337,"date":"2009-06-06T21:00:45","date_gmt":"2009-06-07T01:00:45","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.twofatbellies.com\/?p=337"},"modified":"2009-08-03T21:28:30","modified_gmt":"2009-08-04T01:28:30","slug":"vegas-day-2-in-n-out-burger","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.twofatbellies.com\/2009\/06\/vegas-day-2-in-n-out-burger\/","title":{"rendered":"Vegas Day 2 – In N Out Burger"},"content":{"rendered":"

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I\u2019m going to share something with everyone that is probably kind of gross, but it might help paint a better picture of how food obsessed (or what a pig) I am. Whenever Josh goes to Vegas or Phoenix, which he typically does at least once a year, I make him bring me back an In N Out burger and fries. Even if that means it\u2019s been sitting inside his bag, squished in the overhead compartment of the plane and un-refrigerated for however many hours, I will still eat it. A quick nuke in the microwave on a low setting for about 30 seconds just warms it through and doesn\u2019t dry it out. Pathetic? Maybe. But it makes me happy, and Josh likes to make me happy, so despite being mocked by everyone who can\u2019t understand why he bothers to carry around a burger and bring it on a plane, he still makes an effort to bring me one from his travels. I married a great guy, didn\u2019t I?<\/p>\n

But yes, I have tasted a fresh In N Out burger before, and that\u2019s how I fell in love. The first time I had one of their burgers was on a family trip to California. I had read about it, of course, and loved how everything was so fresh, despite that they\u2019re still fast food products. We made several visits to In N Out during that trip, and when we got back to NY, we searched the web to find the closest thing, visiting places such as Blue 9 Burger on the east side, but nothing came close. So before I even arrived in Vegas, I already told Josh that we had to go to In N Out, and of course we made room for it in our schedule.<\/p>\n

The In N Out is a bit off the strip, right next to the freeway, but luckily it\u2019s within walking distance of the MGM Grand. So we slept in, skipped breakfast, and headed off in search of my coveted burgers and fries. It\u2019s a bit harrowing to be walking alongside the freeway, even with the sidewalk, but it\u2019s totally worth the journey. The place was packed when we arrived around 12:30, but fortunately the line moves quickly. I got a double burger with the works, no cheese, and Josh got a double-double animal style.<\/p>\n

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\"Double-double

Double-double animal style<\/p><\/div>\n

I\u2019ve tasted the animal style burger before and found the mustard to be a bit too overpowering for my taste, so I stick with the plain burger.<\/p>\n

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\"Double

Double burger with the works<\/p><\/div>\n

I did try something new this time though, animal style fries, which I\u2019ve read about on other blogs. They\u2019re fries covered in cheese, special sauce, and grilled onions. I had to eat them with a fork, and while they\u2019d probably be awesome when you\u2019re drunk, they were just ok. The toppings overwhelmed the potatoes, so I was missing that freshness that I love about In N Out.<\/p>\n

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\"Animal

Animal style fries<\/p><\/div>\n

Luckily we also ordered plain fries, which I gobbled up more quickly than the animal style fries.<\/p>\n

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\"Plain

Plain freshly cut fries<\/p><\/div>\n

The burger was perfection though, and even better than I remembered. If only they would open up a branch on the east coast!<\/p>\n

In N Out<\/a> (multiple locations)
\n4888 Dean Martin Dr.
\nLas Vegas, NV<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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