From the New York Times come an obituary of a modern-day Wimpy who seems to have captured one of the essentials of being American: eating hamburgers.
August 24, 2006
NY Times
Douglas Martin
Jeffrey Tennyson, 54, Hamburger Devotee, Is Dead
Jeffrey Tennyson, an artist whose obsession with hamburgers - equal parts gastronomic, folkloric and satiric - resulted in a book on burger history and a hoard of thousands of burger knickknacks, died Aug. 18 at his home in Palm Springs, Calif. He was 54.
The cause was complications of infection with H.I.V., said his sister, Lisa Tennyson.
Mr. Tennyson's love affair with hamburgers sprouted from fond childhood memories of neon-adorned fast-food temples serviced by ponytailed carhops laden with trays of chocolate malts and juicy deluxe burger platters. He told The Washington Times in 1995 that the burger bug irrevocably bit in the early 1980's when he was living in New York and noticed a burger stand on almost every corner while taking a bus down Broadway.
"The real American icon is not apple pie," he realized. "It's the hamburger."
( Can you resist the rest? Are you hungry yet? )