Even though everyone bailed and although I've a little burger date with an incredibly lovely friend this weekend I couldn't resist going and getting a cheeky burger this evening. It is of course National Burger Day. What kind of burger blogger would I be if I failed to get a juicy bit of meat today? Rubbish that's what. I would have to hang up my self appointed burger bitch crown, indeed!
So lacking a companion, which meant I could do anything I bloody well wanted and with the city calling me I decided that I could not hit a past haunt. It wouldn't be right. As much as P&B was calling me. I have the same problem with men! I keep going back just to be sucked in that little bit more, then I'm officially fat and hooked on meat. Tonight would be something new... Oh the PRESSURE.
I've had a particular place on my hit list for quite some time. The revered Lucky Chip. Handily located in a pub just hidden off Hackney road. Unfortunately the pub was full of hipsters so I had to try and hide my disdain for their cut off shorts and morrissey style hair. I would pretty much do anything for a good bit of meat ;)
So I got there, and yes it's a pub. Brilliant. First things first beer. Second thing, checking over the menu. Brilliantly taped to the wall.
One thing caught my eye, and it's name was Chuck Norris. I ordered that and fries.
Two aged beef patties, mmm yum, with a load of other stuff in it. Chuck wouldn't care what the rest of the contents were, so neither do I!
For those of you who do, they are as follows: American cheese, cheddar cheese, mayo, ketchup, onions, bacon and a seeded bun. Done.
It arrived and it was pretty large. Both slices of cheese had melted and the burger was a slider that's for sure... I could only see one patty and started to panic but then my faith was restored when I saw the second nestled underneath and middle slice of bun. Ooh this was a surprise. I like surprises!
I started and although it looked a mess the cheese worked well holding the whole thing together. One thing I'd say that the cheese was a bit on the not melted enough so it oozes state. I'm guessing if I talked to a physicist they could tell me the exact right temperature to get that sweet spot. Hmm that's a future science project!
Back to the burger. It was a while before my feeble hands managed to manoeuvre two patties into my mouth. I'm normally so good at that. But it was worth the wait. Meaty goodness...
Yum.
They didn't ask me how I wanted it cooked though. I'm guessing it was medium. Not bad, although I like my meat a little more juicy and pink. Like a hot man... Ha ha ha...
The burger got better and better, although there was a distinct lack of fatty oozy goodness running down my hands and arms. 'Twas a little disappointing. Although given the fact that I was alone in a pub surrounded by handsome hipsters and hipsterettes it was probably for the best. Last thing I want is to embarrass myself!
All in all this was a mighty fine burger, tasty melted cheesey meaty goodness. Clearly Chuck Norris can kick ass but he ain't dirty how I like it!
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