Sometimes we need grease.
Something to help make a day just that much more amazing.
Yesterday was one of those days.
The Red Chair met at a favorite restaurant of ours and needed something ridiculous to eat. Just a cheeseburger wouldn’t cut it.
So we had a chef friend cook up this major league meatwich. A cheeseburger topped with a fried egg and slab of pork belly, accompanied by sweet potato fries.
Grease bomb? Yup. Luckily we didn’t require the services of a cardiologist. At least not yet.
A burger like this is not a daily consumable. It’s not normal. Some would say it’s unnatural. We would agree.
But it tasted damn good. And induced that slack eyed gaze that comes with all those fat molecules and calories hitting our systems like a mainline of something illegal.
We were high. On burgers.
So here’s to ridiculous culinary moments. And to chefs taking chances. And to grease.
Yum.
