Yesterday's post apparently left the impression that I was casting asparagus on that all-American food -the hamburger.
Nothing is further from the truth. I love hamburgers. It's McBurgerBlisters psuedo-burgers I dislike.
There's no more perfect food than a well-cooked hamburger. Lately we've been buying Buffalo burgers at Trader Joes and grilling them (outdoors in summer, indoors on the grill attachment on our stove in winter). I was introduced to buffalo burgers on a trip to Zion canyon a few years ago- just before the tunnel through the mountain to the canyon there's a buffalo burger stand. When we first stopped there, probably 2000 or 2001, it was just a shack behind a run-down barn, but man, oh man, were the burgers good, especially washed down with a draft beer or two. And the buffalo they came from were grazing a field over. As we sat there a thunderstorm went through, and afterwards we saw a triple-rainbow.
I was hooked.
When we went back last year the stand had upscaled, the burgers were not quite as good, and the National Park folks had leaned on them to stop serving beer, given the cliff-side hairpin turns with 1000-foot drops drivers were going to have to negotiate on the other side of the tunnel.
But buffalo burgers are still my favorite. There's a bar & grill down the street here in Hatfield called The Smithsonian where they serve the world's best fries, and a really great hamburger. All you really need are good meat, good toppings and a good bun.
But you'll find none of those at McBurgerBlitzer. Last time I ate there I almost spit it out; I'd forgotten how tasteless they really were. Damn, now I'm hungry. What time does The Smithsonian close?