My advice would be to come to England and eat a hamburger here before committing to a thousand of them, regardless of how good they look in the picture.
I sometimes daydream about importing the cheapest, far-end-of-the-freezer-aisle, just-barely-not-animal-feed grade hamburger patties from the US so that I could sell them here as gourmet burgers for premium prices.
The quality of the beef really is that bad here, as is the process that somehow turns it into the rubbery, filler-laden non-edible Superball of Sadness that gets passed off for burgers here.
That, along with Mexican food, is one of the main reasons I travel back to the states so frequently.
Now, if we could only get English bacon shipped over to America, that might be reason enough to move back.
I sometimes daydream about importing the cheapest, far-end-of-the-freezer-aisle, just-barely-not-animal-feed grade hamburger patties from the US so that I could sell them here as gourmet burgers for premium prices.
The quality of the beef really is that bad here, as is the process that somehow turns it into the rubbery, filler-laden non-edible Superball of Sadness that gets passed off for burgers here.
That, along with Mexican food, is one of the main reasons I travel back to the states so frequently.
Now, if we could only get English bacon shipped over to America, that might be reason enough to move back.