Living on the edge comes in many forms.

One form comes with cravings for a milkshake after 10 p.m. You roll up to your favorite fast-food joint, full of existential dread because you’re about to ask the question: “Is the ice cream machine working?”

Following an eternal pause, the employee delivers your craving’s death sentence with a tone of tragedy, “Sorry, it’s down right now.”

Of course it is.

On Friday, this was my life. I ventured to Goodyear to cover Yuma Catholic vs. Millennium playoff football. To celebrate my victory of making deadline successfully, I made a visit to my favorite chain that we, as Yumans, unfortunately, are deprived of – Whataburger.

Hailing from Texas, the orange and white chain runs in my cholesterol-juiced blood. So naturally, when they announced they were

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