When my brother flew back to California for Mom’s funeral, he actually timed his flight so that he’d be able to stop at In-N-Out before closing on his drive from LAX out here to the desert.
>>When my brother flew back to California for Mom’s funeral, he actually timed his flight so that he’d be able to stop at In-N-Out before closing on his drive from LAX out here to the desert.<<
I can understand that — it ain’t a cult but it as close as you can get for a food joint :)