I met Allen Bernstein in the mid-1970s, when Allen was operating Hardee’s units on Long Island, and I was the general manager of a group of McDonald’s restaurants in New York. We immediately recognized our mutual interests and respect for one another, and a warm friendship developed. Very soon after we began to know each other, Allen called and invited me to go with him to south New Jersey to see a new burger concept called Wendy’s. Because he had trouble with his ...
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