My neighbors know how to get down. Pots and pans hold the charcoal in as they rotate whole chickens on self made giant skewers resting on stacks of bricks.
I can die and be able to say i had a McDonald's Big Mac. Why do i feel the need to share this useless information? My roommate was so surprised when i said i never had one, that i think we should all document when we finally do get the chance to enjoy (or not) a Big Mac.