blue moon


For three hours last Friday, we stuffed our faces with burgers and washed 'em down with a near-endless supply of beer. At the end of the night back at the hotel, the smell of burgers continued to envelop our beings and sent us off to sleep with visions of beef patties dancing in our heads.

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Tomorrow we're going to be Bashin' it up once again, but this time, instead of heading to South Beach, we're taking the train north for a night full of beef, booze and a whole hell of a lot of burgers at the Blue Moon Burger Bash in New York City.

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