CNF- Food Review

Around a year ago, I went with my family to a barbecue. My uncle was at the grill; the delicious, smoky smell of meat emanating from his post. He flipped hot dogs and burgers gracefully, with blinding speed, and when the were done they flew into buns. I remember taking a bite of the savory cheeseburger; with ketchup, mustard, pickles, lettuce and tomato, it was the perfect blend of flavors.
This was not that burger.
As I stumbled up to the counter, I was greeted by the pleasing aroma of bacon. My expectations were heightened, and I ran up to the stove where the patties had been laid out. I took out a plate and put the ingredients onto the bun as usual, stopping to place a mound of bacon in between it all. I did not, however, realize that the patties and bacon had been overcooked, and were tough and charred. I simply carried on and went back to the computer with my dinner.
When I took the first bite of that burger, I didn't notice anything wrong with it. I just tasted a whole lot of bacon, and of course that was perfectly fine with me. But after a little while my chewing slowed down and a bit of a frown threw itself onto my face. The tough and overcooked meat was difficult to chew, and I could hardly taste the bacon. To top it all off, the buns were stale and dry, which couldn't be countered by all of the toppings. To be honest, I wouldn't mind any of this had the bacon been okay, but it was rock-hard and as tasteless as the plate it rested on. I checked the date; it was my sister's turn to cook dinner. I immediately facepalmed and carried on chewing, cursing my sister for being the only person alive who could ruin bacon.