The Swiss do a lot of things right, but they do not make burgers well. When my flight from Bogotá to Frankfurt was cancelled earlier in the week, I panicked slightly. After all, I had a visitor coming, and I needed to get home. The travel agency rebooked me quickly, but changed my itinerary completely routing me through Newark. I was annoyed by the extra travel time until I remembered…Newark has Smashburger!
I only had a two hour layover, so I had to hope for short immigration and security lines. Thankfully, both were relatively quick, and my gate was across from the restaurant. Meant to be! I got my cheeseburger / sweet potato fry / milkshake fix before boarding the eight hour flight back to the land of cheese and chocolate. I was so happy and so miserably full that I skipped dinner on the plane and slept for the entire flight instead.
My dad’s response to my excited text about my order: “Wow, that’s an all star line up!”