Today Scott and I ate with PDiddy to celebrate at a world-class steak house, so what do you think Scott ordered? You got it. "I will have your hamburger, please." While PDiddy and I had medium-rare ribeyes, Scott was served up this fancy-shmancy hamburger. It was too big to hold, so he had to cut it up. The buns were like loaves of bread. It didn't even look like a hamburger.
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