I will never forget the slightly queasy ride to Santa Barbara.

Back in March, whilst on a roadtrip through California with Rob, I squealed at the sight of the nearest In’n'Out Burger as it appeared on the horizon. Having already eaten merely hours, if not minutes, earlier (possibly at Denny’s), I just had to stop. The reason being, the 2×4 animal style is the best burger money can buy.

I didn’t manage to get a decent photo, because I was far too excited.

I then had to suffer the uncomfortable, over-stuffed and bumpy ride south. But it was all worth it.

Similar to feeling proud of yourself for ordering a Seven’n'Seven in a bar without being laughed at, sampling the ‘secret’ menu at In’n'Out, when you’re thousands of miles from home, is indescribably exciting. Solid Americana. The perfect burger experience.

And we found ourselves having the inevitable ‘wouldn’t-it-be-brilliant-if-they-came-to-the-UK‘ discussion. Chris agrees so it only seems fair to lend support. The fact that no other country exists on the In’n'Out contact form shall not sway our devotion to the cause.

It’ll never happen, but we can dream.

Read Chris’ post about the campaign and how you can lend your voice!