A burger-with-wings holiday obsession is a low-key, persistent affection, the sort that creeps in between a muffled complaint and a reluctantly hummed carol. It’s not about glitter or showy cheer; it cherishes the season like a craftsperson values a finely honed tool, for the rituals, the steady routines, and the tiny touches that make the day feel whole.
A burger-with-wings holiday obsession is a low-key, persistent affection, the sort that creeps in between a muffled complaint and a reluctantly hummed carol. It’s not about glitter or showy cheer; it cherishes the season like a craftsperson values a finely honed tool, for the rituals, the steady routines, and the tiny touches that make the day feel whole.
