These days, I have been eating considerably less Cheeseburgers. This is mostly because I want to enjoy them, REALLY enjoy them when I actually do have one. In that "close eyes, moan, blink, look at sandwich, close eyes, savour and shake head" sort of way. And so, it's abstinence for the most part.
As a result of this I tend to find myself aching for one by the time I get around to letting myself consume one. And I do mean aching.
It's like a drug that isn't required every day. It's utterly bizarre.
I'm feeling the Call of the Cheeseburger.