Burger King isn’t an enigma. You order, hold the pickle and lettuce. If all goes to plan, your special order won’t upset the people behind the counter! Nevertheless, a mystery about a specific restaurant in the chain took up a Whopper-sized chunk of real estate in my brain: for the last quarter-century, I was convinced that the Burger King in Fort Wayne my grandparents took my brother and me to had a playground encapsulated by an inflatable dome.
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