Oh, the anatomy of a burger. Cheeseburger, I should say, the heretic warm sandwiches that call themselves burgers without cheese have no place in my kitchen. Or stomach. Here, the proper order is laid out: bun, lettuce, tomato, cheese, beef, onions, bun. While I can’t say I need to confirm to those exact specifications to be happy with my hamburger, that kind of planning will rarely come out with anything less than a tasty burger. All of this, of course, in Helvetica, thus the title. (Available at Threadless)
