"The sauce is my sauce"

This is why I don’t trust a single ghost kitchen.

It’s either bomb, or you’re shitting yourself immediately. I’m willing to try

“I put like 10 strips of bacon on that bitch, it’s pretty good.”

Honest.

I guess this is the best proof to convince people to only buy food from restaurants they’ve visited in real life, because holy heck, I refuse to even imagine eating a burger sold by this man.

Can't tell if funny or crazy ...

Okay genuine question: what is ATL?

I respect the hustle, man's making a honest buck or at least trying

“The sauce is my sauce” with the devious smile is crazy.

Ok, now I have more questions.

I want to go to there.