Over spring break, I went to California with the tennis team. Before I left, I was looking forward to four things: the 80 degree weather, the beautiful scenery, the tennis matches, and most of all, In-N-Out.
Whenever I told someone that I was going to Cali for spring break, we would end up talking about In-N-Out, the California burger chain that made everybody's mouths water. With all this talk about how good In-N-Out was, I needed to go.
The meal couldn't have came at a better time. Because our coach is a health nut, we didn't have great food on the trip. We never had snacks or deserts. We had these supermarket cold cuts in the fridge, and multigrain bread to make sandwiches. This was lunch, everyday. There was pasta from one night at dinner that we had as leftovers for three nights. Whenever we ate out, we weren't allowed to have red meat, or anything fried. And of course, Coach consistently refused our requests to go to In-N-Out. By the end of the week, we all couldn't take it anymore. After we played our last match of the week, Coach finally agreed to take us to our oasis.
The first thing I noticed was how simple the menu was. The options were a regular burger, double burger, fries, soft drinks, and shakes. I ordered a double cheeseburger, fries, a coke, and a vanilla milkshake. The meal was actually one of the best in my life. You know it's a good meal when you and you're friends barely talk while you're eating. None of us said a word. In-N-Out needs to move out to the east coast, or I'm going to have to go to California more often. Get to In-N-Out if you're on the west coast; you could be having one of the best meals of your life.
