Who's our cousin?

In November 2005, we opened our 2nd restaurant and we were once again just like that chubby little weirdo from the Brady Bunch, "Cousin Oliver".

We had no friends, we were weird looking, and nobody, knew why we were here.

So, we needed someone to hold us when we were scared, caress us when we hurt, and love us like family even though we weren't related.

We needed a cousin. And we put free "cousin oliver" burgers for like on the line for that special b.good customer who could best tell us why they'd be the best cousin for us in Harvard Square.

Carl Ehrlich became our new beloved cousin by submitting his "Top 8 Reasons to Make Me Your Cousin". Some of the highlights included:
"8. I am unattractive...No one wants a hot cousin.
3. My blatant lack of a love life will make me a better cousin. Don't you worry about me missing any meals because of me going on a date or studying with some girl. They hate me. I love burgers. Period.
2. Burgers are a welcome alternative to what I usually do for late night food (chewing on my fingers or chasing squirrels with a home made trident)."