This shot was taken while doing my little ode to the return of Spring*** but as it didn't really fit that story, I sent it over to the fine folks at Eater. It was not known that the story they would run the photo with the revelation that some people have been getting the runs after eating at Shake Shack - a revelation that has happened to me as well.
The line at Shake Shack has been too much a time commitment for my lunch hour, but the breakfast menu added last fall was a major draw for me. Until, consistently, my stomach would rumble and twist having eaten the sausage and egg combo. As a person with odd gastric sensitivities, this was marked off as just something that shouldn't be in my repertoire, but now the mystery deepens.
***at which almost none of you looked (yes, I do look at the traffic reports occasionally). Photos of pretty flowers and trees blooming and the joy that is spring just don't have enough sexual oeuvre for you, my perverted readership...
