**On the heels of her electrifying debut earlier this month, Georgia Wisdom returns**
February 28th. 7:20 pm. Time spent in line: 22 minutes. Accoutrements: fries, Diet Coke.
A tumultuous start. After over 20 minutes in line, the Crunch I thought was mine was stolen by a man several customers behind me. I was left waiting what seemed like forever for the next one to come along, wondering all along what could have been. Was that my perfect crunch that just walked out the door?
All my fears were put to rest when I unwrapped and found this beautiful burger. Two corners of the patty peeked out from the sides of the bun, like two loving arms welcoming me home after being away for far too long.
I bit down to that old familiar taste, yet somehow, this Crunch managed to keep me guessing. Some bites were soft, full of sauce and plump, juicy chicken, while others crunched with fresh lettuce and hot, perfectly fried breading. There were no dull moments tonight. Even the tomatoes, usually a soft and saggy afterthought, met me with resistance when I bit down, as if demanding me to taste them.
And like the warm embrace of a distant lover, I began to miss, to ache for the taste of this Crunch before it was even gone. When will I see you again, I thought. Even tomorrow would feel like an eternity. Until next time, Crunch.