Let’s see…the burgers themselves were turkey-feta, and ground brisket and pork. The toppings ranged from the classic cheese, tomato and lettuce to homemade double-dipped onion rings to…poutine. Yes, poutine. Our friends Jeff and Ruth are Canadian and well…they bought fresh cheese curds from Zingermans. Which made Jeff think he could also get gravy and fries. By that, I mean, he realized he could bring things to my house and I would make gravy and fries. Because I would. And I did. And then he topped the fries with the gravy. And topped the gravy with the cheese curds. And topped his burger with the poutine.
Seriously, you should join in. I mean, after all, the Fourth of July is next week. You have a cookout planned. Your best friends are coming, your family, maybe even your boss, probably even a potential new girlfriend/boyfriend (if your glass is half-full) or a potential new ex-girlfriend/ex-boyfriend (if your glass is half-empty). Anyway, that’s a lot of people that you’re gonna wanna “Wow!” with your burger prowess. So consider Saturday a dry-run and try out a new recipe or two, or five. I mean, the options are endless. Beef burgers, turkey burgers, chicken burgers, veggie burgers, black bean burgers, tempeh burgers…and don’t even get me started on toppings! This conversation will quickly turn into a scene with Bubba from Forrest Gump (“Shrimp cocktail…shrimp salad…shrimp pasta…”).
So do yourself a favor. RSVP for the cookalong. Pull out your best burger recipe. Make it, eat it, and share it on Facebook or Twitter (hashtag #evernotecookalong) using Evernote or Evernote Food –and maybe you’ll inspire another burger-lover, find a great new recipe yourself…even win a prize!
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This was a sad week. Our household was struck down by the plague. Well, a cold. But a vicious cold. You know, like one of those snarling, drippy cartoon germs you see in commercials. It ruined all my weekend plans of…doing nothing. I mean, sure I still did nothing but I didn’t enjoy it as much. I missed the beautiful 80-degree day that was Sunday. I missed two days of work after that. So did Josh–which is how you know this was a bad cold, because Josh rarely gets sick and even more rarely takes days off because he’s sick. And sadly, I missed all my good opportunities in the kitchen–there were no baguettes baked, no pretzels dipped in chocolate, nothing. Oh the humanity!
But yesterday, we were will enough to go back to work. And the little fish who controls the weather felt accommodating enough to make it sunny and warm, which was most appreciated. At some point during the day–and I blame Chase for this–the idea of grilling burgers started fluttering around in my head. Normally, I prefer ideas not flutter around in my brain. It tickles, for one thing, and the noise is a bit disturbing. But this idea was so appealing, I let it slide. After all, I’ve been itching (figuratively, I swear) to get my grill on for weeks now. Not to mention that grilling is a relatively easy, low-maintenance way to cook dinner and a good way for me to ease back into cooking while I recovered. Clearly summer was trying to break free from Cold Miser’s grasp. That made it my duty to embrace it with a good grilled burger, which, let’s be honest, is the epitome of summer itself. Continue reading
Tonight’s meal, in pictures:
Dolce bleu cheese, heirloom tomatoes, green leaf lettuce
Grilled corn on the cob with lime and grated parmigiano cheese
Bleu cheese burger!
So. Full. So deliciously–nay, delectably full. So content. So…you get the idea.
We made hamburgers tonight. Glorious hamburgers. I wanted to try pure bison burgers, but the meat counter was out of ground bison, so there went that idea. There was also no grass-feed beef available (what is the deal?!). So we made do with just ground sirloin. And it was great, but I think it might have been even more colossally fantastic with the pronounced grassy flavor of grass-fed ground beef.
Tonight, it was just me and Josh, so we split a pound of meat (Josh had two burgers, I had one). Using my usual technique, I started with the meat in a bowl and added in my spices: fresh thyme, cumin, Spanish paprika, red pepper, black pepper, salt, and most of one serrano pepper, chopped with the seeds removed. Then I fluffed the spices and meat together with a fork and by hand, divided the meat into three big balls which I then formed into three patties that were a bit over 5oz each. Continue reading
So I’ve never tried bison before. I eat….less meat than the average person, and generally only the basic four that I grew up with, in order: chicken, cow, turkey, pork. No fish (I try to like it, but I don’t), no woodland creatures, etc. I did try lamb once, but wasn’t a huge fan—it was a roast, and it was kind of greasy in my opinion, and just wasn’t great enough to overcome my guilt about eating a baby animal.
But I digress. So I’ve never eaten bison, but I’ve heard good things about the taste, and the nutritional value (less fat, for instance, than beef), and like all Americans, especially those who shop at *cough*Whole Foods*cough*or Trader Joe’s*cough, I am pretty interested in healthful eating. So when Josh found these delicious looking buns at Busch’s the other day (we’re always looking for the perfect hamburger buns and haven’t had a whole lot of luck), we figured that we’d grill today, the Friday before the 4th of July, since it’s gorgeous out and we’re both off work anyway. We like to use grass-fed beef because, frankly, it tastes better, and while we were waiting at the meat counter in Whole Foods, I couldn’t help but notice the bison, just sitting there looking delicious and figured now was the time! I convinced Josh eventually to agree. We bought a pound and returned home, dizzy with excitement. Continue reading