crappy fast food

My Dad, eater of Joyva jelly rings, Kosher beef tongue, and the biggest bags of salad you've ever seen, moved from New York (where I grew up) to Bristol, Pennsylvania with his wife Paula several years before he died.

I'm just checking out - and totally loving - the site Fair Food Fight. The whole site is designed like a circus featuring a three ring wrestling match. Here's what it says on their Why We Fight page: