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It was during a trip to Norway. I was in Stavanger, walking around with my friend. It was noon. We stumbled across a hamburger stand on the street next to a monument or something.
The burger (with no side dish) was quite expensive for street food (about $20), but we realized it was not made with beef or pork. It was reindeer meet.
And also the best fucking burger I’ve ever had.
Not knowing it was plant-based, I got a monstrous jumbo something-or-other burger from Monty’s Good Burger in LA.
Honestly I almost freaked out at how good it was, and even went back to the place just to tell them it was the best burger I ever had.
It’s the one thing pulling me west
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The best burger I ever had was in New York. I can’t remember then name of the place, or even where it was but it had an autographed picture of Regis Philbin on the wall with a comment on how much he loved the burger there.
On to the burger:
That first bite… oh, what heaven that first bite is. The bun, like a sesame freckled breast of an angel, resting gently on the ketchup and mustard below, flavors mingling in a seductive pas de deux. And then…a pickle! The most playful little pickle!
Then a slice of tomato, a leaf of lettuce and a…a patty of ground beef so exquisite, swirling in your mouth, breaking apart, and combining again in a fugue of sweets and savor so delightful. This is no mere sandwich of grilled meat and toasted bread- This is God, speaking to us in food.
Often it is the bun that can destroy a burger. There is a limit to how much variety and taste in the meat. But most times it is the main thing people focus on. How it is cooked factors a great deal mind you.
A good burger is far more then the meat alone.
Coming down from 5 days in the mountains backpacking, eating freeze-dried food. It’s not that I was suffering; I like the meals I pick, and I done this dozens of times before, but for some reason, that burger was fantastic. It was at the first restaurant we came across, and the beer was on tap and cold.
Maybe because it’d been a particularly grueling hike back out, and we’d skipped the last camp site and were racing the sun.
Good burger.
I picked up food poisoning eating beef tartar in a third world country. Came back home, couldn’t eat anything for 3 days.
On day number four, I broke my fast with a mozza burger from A&W.
I’m sure it was the lack of any taste for the previous 4 days, but that was the very best thing I’ve ever ate. Such vivid and pronounced flavours.
It was unforgettable.
Any big Mac when you haven’t eaten all day and McDonald’s is the only quick option.