I was in Pensacola, Florida for the night last night. The highlight of my visit was getting to go to Whataburger for breakfast. Living in a state that doesn't have Whataburger, it is a big deal to get to go to one when the opportunity arises. That opportunity was this morning.
I had a Honey Butter Chicken Biscuit for breakfast. I cried tears of joys.
I read the ketchup package that said "MFG for Whataburger San Antonio, Texas." I cried tears of sorrow.
My love of Whataburger was slightly tarnished when they left Corpus Christi and moved the headquarters to San Antonio. But the shine returned as I bit into the HBCB, with honey butter dripping off my chin and oozing off my fingers. Oh the goodness of Whataburger.
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