The best burger is a work of art. Each ingredient plays a part like finely tuned instruments in an epicurean symphony of delight. I mention this because I am on the hunt for the best burger in my city. I live in a place with the reputation of being a foodie town. I don’t know if I agree, you can’t truly be foodie without the best burger.
I have been on this search for years now, if I told you how many years, you’d be shocked, so I won’t. I will say that during my search I have found only two burgers that could stand up to my ridiculously strict standards. That was quite some time ago…you know the timing must be perfect, so many factors come in to play and the timing is just as important as anything else. Time is a river. We can’t go back. If I could travel in time, I would visit restaurants I enjoyed in the past and just pig out to my stomach’s delight. Time seems to be slip, slip, slipping into the future, and I am getting hungry.
Before we make our way to the next contestant, I need to explain my system; I rate burgers on a scale from one to ten. One being very low, ten being perfect. everything comes into play, and everything must be just right. To me, the best burger consists of the following:
A sesame seed bun Toasted, the crispy circle of toasty goodness encircling the outer edges.
Mayo White and nice and essential, also some sort of secret sauce is a major added plus.
Relish The Dill or Hamburger variety, I can swing both ways on that.
Pickles I know that seems redundant considering the relish factor, however, those green happy little buddies are needed.
Lettuce Must be iceberg, crisp, fresh and shredded.
Cheese Very sharp, it will almost cut you.
….and of course, you are expecting the burger patty itself. Before I get to the burger patty, I need to mention the importance of the grill. A good seasoned grill is a must. I cannot stress this enough.
The Beef what would a burger be without the meat? I don’t want to offend veggies and vegans, but this isn’t called Carnivore Quest for nothing. The beef should be high quality with lots of fat, 20%. Juicy and tasty, and cooked to perfection.
All the ingredients should fit together nicely and all the flavors should combine just so. Upon taking a bite tiny droplets of sweet grease should dribble daintily back on the plate. Pair this with some hot salty fries and I’m starving….
It wouldn’t be a quest if I just simply walked to my neighborhood burger joint, I’ve tried those, so I tried a new part of town. An interesting part of town, you might say. The restaurant is a 24 hour diner type place. We are seated next to a picture window facing a busy city street. “This is a great place to people watch,” mentions the waitress as she takes our order.
I can see why as I spy a man with a cat. A long slinky black cat on a leash. The man, a deadlocked fellow with obviously lots of time on his hands, was pacing at the bus stop . The cat, his constant companion, paced with him. It was a tender scene, the cat adored him and he returned the cat’s affections.
My attention was turned to the Asian woman in blue plastic flip flops and a strained look on her face. She is pushing a shopping cart full of bottle and cans and almost loses her top bundle as she passes a gesturing buffoon in orange. He dances a jaunty wee dance as he gestures wildly to a man who resembles M.M.’s brother. Orange man is full of story and enthusiasm and then just as abruptly as he came…poof.. he leaves, running across the street and into traffic waving his arms like he’s flying.
The sign flyer regards the scene cooly and I just laugh. The man in orange seemed to be having a good time. He is gone now and I am left with my cheeseburger, which received a 6.5 by the way. Orange man, I gave him a 10.
And so it goes on National Cheeseburger Day…