Burger craving satisfied

Ok, people, don't get used to this blogging every day thing, but I have to share one thing...

God bless the cheeseburger. After a very Swiss meeting in French today, I needed a beer and a cheeseburger. So, for the first time since moving here, a friend and I went to a very un-Swiss bar and had a very un-Swiss gourmet burger and un-Swiss beer (German, in fact). The burger was served on "American bread" which turned out to be a regular old hamburger roll. Good grief, I hope the Swiss don't think that a hamburger roll defines America. Although that's probably better than some of the things they think of us!