Ever since I unlocked the ability to drive from Oakland to Jackson, WY one way on my own, I've felt invincible. It's really true what they say - I can do anything if I put my mind to it. And take a melatonin at 9pm the night before. And brew a cup of yerba mate for the morning. With this expanded radius, I decided to head to Salt Lake City for a week. The drive into the city was SO PRETTY as you're approaching the wall of mountains with the turquoise green lake to your right. I am and always will be a sucker for snow-capped mountains.
The first order of business after powering through 11hr on the road (including through some sleet/snow in Tahoe that almost made me want to turn back) is burger.
I'm talking v simple, ugly, handheld, basically Micky D's burger (but with fresher veg).
Hires Big H didn't claim to be anything else though. The patty was really tasty with a nice crust, and the fries had some specific savory fried quality that made me briefly wonder if it was fried in animal fat (probs not though because they had veggie options and I'm just going to assume a separate fryer for tallow would be too much of a hassle). Anyways, it very well could be that I was starving after the drive, but either way, I couldn't resist eating it while walking back to the Airbnb. I'm sure I looked like a lady crossing the street while ripping the wrapper with my teeth and stuffing fries in my mouth.