Monday night at work I failed to bring any food for my dinner. When you work a 12 hour shift, that means something.
I was hungry.
While I was sitting with another employee, I asked him, “You ever watch “Man vs. Food?”
He turned his head as in disbelief and slowly said, “All the time.”
That one question turned into a three hour conversation about food. Hamburgers mainly. My fellow back shifter told me about a hamburger called the “Jucy Lucy.” It’s a 1/4 pound patty, then cheese or piled high with whatever ingredients you want, covered by another 1/4 patty.
I had never heard of such a thing. It’s pure genius. I had to try one.
This is the story of my “Jucy Lucy.”
First, the 1/4 patty:
Now, let’s start with a spoonful of chopped jalapeno, fresh from the garden:
Good start. Now, one cayenne pepper, again, straight from the garden:
A little onion, again chopped but this time from the store:
Finally, a generous portion of shredded cheese:
Now, flatten that 1/4 pound ball of meat and cover:
Oh, Daddy!
Now, you can’t cook a burger like this in a skillet. You gotta get some fire involved. Lucky for me, I built a firepit a few years back.
See that red spot? That little fella is a cayenne that tried to get away. Not on my watch, Mister!
Add a bun, toasted with garlic butter, two slices of cheese, some red onion and garden fresh tomato, some garden fresh potatoes, sliced and deep fried and two homemade jalapeno dill pickle spears and here’s what you get:
There are no photos of the consumption. It was quick but brutal. The burger wasn’t as hot as I imagined it would be, and I could have cooked it a little longer, but by far it was better than any burger I have had in a long time.
Then, in the spirit of Man Vs. Food, I went ahead and finished the kids’ burgers, those little guys you see cooking with my burger above.
After dinner, I was miserably full, but oh so happy.
