You really can't complain about this book, which I would describe as a coffee table book/novel hybrid. This isn't a Stephen King novel, it ain't no "Da Vinci Code"--you're not giving it a shot and buying it on Amazon because of public opinion or annoying co-workers, then reading it and giving it one star because you're underwhelmed. You're buying it because you are a card-carrying DGF (Don Gorske Fan). It's also not going to be the next "Million Little Pieces," unless TBDG (The Big Don Gorske) has been lying about his Big Mac intake, which I highly, highly doubt. I mean, look at the man. Just ask his wife Mary--he practically invented the word commitment. (And then he ate it between three buns with some special sauce on top.)
Truth be told, there is no better resource for information on the antics of the world's #1 Big Mac eater than this very book right here. It's written from his point of view, and broken down year-by-year, it reads as a veritable play-by-play account of one of the nuttiest and most colorful OCD habits around. The amount of personal photographs published in this book (did you know Don has enough Wisconsin vanity license plates to spell out the entire Big Mac jingle!?) is almost an embarrassment of riches.
Yeah, Gorske's no Dean Koontz. The prose can be dryer than the bun of a Whopper (which Big Don would hardly know; he only ate a Whopper on a $5 bet way back when). It appears to be a self-published book, and it has some typos along the way. But, hey man, it's got a Q & A section in the back! It's got charts pertaining to where and when he ate certain Big Macs!! Do me a favor and read "So Far" by Kelsey Grammer, or "Book" by Whoopi Goldberg, and tell me if they give you an appendix with a Q & A and a sandwich chart. No? Huge surprise.
So, you want your Gorkse, or what!? Well...here it is.
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