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Ever since wedding hashtags became as common as texting, my friends and I have taken to combining two words into one as often as we can. When I say my friends and I, I am referring to two specific friends, and with these friends, it has admittedly gotten out of control. Scary area becomes scarea, steak fajitas, stajitas. More often than not, we get lazy and just take the first sound of the first word and tack it on to the second word; running errands, rerrands. I get it. It doesn’t make sense. It isn’t funny. We are doing it strictly to amuse ourselves and because, well, frankly, it has become an addiction. Our end goal is to save a lot of time by cutting back on 50 percent of our words. I will keep you posted.

Last year, I wrote a post called the I’m Full 38. In honor of my 38th post, I plagiarized Eater, and listed my 38 favorite restaurants in Chicago. I reread it about a month ago and realized it had been quite a while since I had eaten at the majority of the restaurants. I decided that needed to change and have made a point to visit some of those old standbys in recent weeks. I have not been disappointed.

The Butcher and The Burger was my first stop. This order at the counter burger place takes creating your own burger to the next level. This is not Potbelly’s. No disrespect to Potbelly’s, though. The Mediterranean flat is my go-to Saturday lunch.

Creating your own burger means picking your protein, spice blend, bread, toppings and condiments.

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Since I have tried the bison, grass fed beef and gulf coast shrimp in the past, I opted for the lentil brown rice burger with umami spice. My toppings included American cheese, lettuce, tomato, pickle, avocado and caramelized onions.

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I love a homemade veggie burger and this was definitely the best one I have ever had. My friends were all satisfied with their options as well. The fries were fresh and piping hot, both elements that make up the perfect fry.

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Although the frozen custard was tempting, Sweet Mandy B’s is just a few blocks away, so our dessert was obviously just as good as our lunch, if not better.

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