Thursday, 19 September 2013

Hanna and Barbara would be proud

Hello friends, it has been far too long since I have shared my eatings with you. I don't like to make excuses but it's actually been hard to find time to find a burger worth sharing. However I have finally managed to come across some things worth sharing over the last few weeks and I think it's high time you all got to hear about it!

So, for a while now I have been told about this place called Rocky's Burger Bus. It is located in the industrial area off of Blackfoot Trail and something avenue (once again, you look up the address because I had too) Last week I was in the area during their open hours, so I could finally go and check this place out. They are open Monday - Friday from 10am until 3pm. These are not the easiest hours to work around, but if you have the chance. DO IT!

I walked up to the window of this little bus, not too sure what to expect. It's a little broken down bus that has clearly not moved in years. I mean they have a wooden deck built out front. I think at one time it may have been mobile but then the bus broke down and they made the decision of "screw it, this works" They have a minimal menu and by no means are they fancy. I mean c'mon, it's a bus! This is a buy it and cram it in your mouth kind of place if I've ever seen one. After looking at the menu for about 30 seconds I decided to order the double cheeseburger. At this point the guy at the till warned me that their patties were 10oz. I of course said "bring it on", how big could that be right?

I am by no means a small man nor are my hands dainty in any way, I looked like a 3 year old holding on to a car tire. This burger is so big that making eye contact with someone while trying to take a bite might be a bad idea. Unless you're in to that sort of thing.

Now, I've had big burgers before. I've had simple burgers before too. But these patties must have been made out of the most well loved cattle on the planet. Picture the most moist, soft and tender meat loaf you have ever had in your life. Now take two of them, slap them between some very finely seeded burgers buns (which are probably special ordered from the land of giants) and throw on some basic toppings.

No onion rings, no special cheese, no tomato or lettuce. This, was a carnivores dream. The bread was basically there to make sure you're hands didn't get too close to the meat because you might just bite a finger clean off. Putting the burger up to my face to take a bite actually blocked my peripheral vision. I was sitting in my truck and the whole world slipped away. Never have I been so happy with something so simple. Besides a good beer or a nice glass of scotch. That right you heard me, I compared this burger to a nice glass of scotch!

So, get some buddies, skip out of work early for lunch and go cram your face Flintstones style!

Until next time!

Saturday, 3 August 2013

La la la Lamb

Last Sunday my friends Lydia, Phil and myself decided to take a trip down to Inglewood to check out the Fine Diner. I have heard quite a few good things about it from some associates of mine. I also have a bit of an inside scoop, seeing as I used to cook with one of the sous chefs there.

The Fine Diner is not a large establishment (probably on par with Monki for seating) We waited for about 10 minutes to get in which was no big, seeing as it was Sunday afternoon in a very trendy area of town. After perusing the menu for a short period of time I saw something that stuck out. A lamb burger. For those of you that do not know me, I have a saying. If it's too young to have known the harshness of the world, it's probably going to be delicious. My friend Phil and I both ordered chocolate shakes and my friend Lydia was thrilled that the Coke she ordered came in a glass bottle.

After a very short period of time our food arrived. As soon as the plate was placed in front of me something magical was on my plate. Fried cheese! Oh yes, they fry the cheese on the burger and some of it obviously escapes on to the grill. leaving you with a patty that is infused with cheese and this delicious little cheese chip which, was amazing. I had ordered a caesar salad to go with my burger, and it was not your usual deal. It was a head of baby romaine cut into quarters and drizzled with an amazingly creamy and light dressing. I actually focused solely on my salad before I even looked further into my burger.

The burger. Oh my goodness the burger. This baby was picturesque. Arugula for the greens and mushrooms, I have no idea what kind (I could have asked but my mouth was far too full) but the mushrooms where perfect. Then there was the patty. Seared so perfectly it had a crispy crust on both sides. They literally seared in the innocence. After you got past this amazingly crispy exterior you where met with this soft, tender melt in your mouth piece of heaven. The room actually got brighter as my pupils dilated. This is now the standard that I will hold all lamb burgers to be cooked to from now on.

I am going to have to make a second trip to try more burgers on their menu as this one has left me begging for more.

I tip my metaphorical hat to you Fine Diner. I will be back, if not just for the fried cheese alone.

Stay Tasty

Sunday, 21 July 2013

You Fat Bastard!

After spending the afternoon with some friends we decided it was time for some food and drinks. We went to The Newcastle pub which is located on 17th ave and something st (I could look up the proper address but you looking it up will be half the adventure!). We sat and all ordered our drinks, I got a scotch which is my usual  go to beverage. After looking over the menu and already knowing I was going to get a burger I decided to get the "Fat Bastard" It has a lovely description in the menu and the name alone made it worth it.

All the food came out quite quickly and the burger is huge! This is one of those burgers they put the pickle on top with a stick because there is no where left between the bun to put anything else... This thing has it all, lettuce, onions, tomato, an onion ring and yes, oh yes. A fried egg! An egg on a burger always gets me a little excited at the prospect of a little yolk working its way though out the whole burger.

Now, like I said, this burger is big. I had to press the burger down just to try and take a bite! After figuring out I cannot unhinge my jaw and I just had to press the burger down a little more, I got to work. The first bite had a little bit of everything and that's really what it's all about. After about 3 bites, eating the burger became a fun game of trying to keep everything in the bun. If you can eat this burger with one hand you are either a level 9 burger eating ninja, or you have insanely large hands and I tip my hat to you. The burger is so full of delicious goodness that it literally tries to fly from the bun directly in to your mouth (giggidy)

I said before any burger that requires 2 napkins or more is good in my books, this bad boy had me trying to steal napkins from all the people around me.

I highly recommend going to The Newcastle and checking out The Fat Bastard, you won't be disappointed.

Until next time, stay tasty!

Friday, 12 July 2013


The name of the restaurant makes me think of the super powered monkey from Dexters lab, which immediately earned the place bonus points in my heart. I have been trying to get in to Monki for some time, about a month to be exact. The place is almost always busy and generally has a line to follow.

I have heard great things about Monki from several friends who have managed to gain access. I knew what I would be getting the instant I sat down. The name of this blog should give that away. I of course ordered the burger.

Any time I read a menu and the word pretzel bun is used I always get a little bit excited. After all, the bun is the ship that the burger is making it's voyage on, or in?... I'll let you decide.

After ordering the burger (which everyone did, except for the man giant I know because being tall isn't different enough) I enjoyed a caesar while I waited. After about 20 minutes or so (good food takes time and I am usually willing to wait) My burger was dropped off. The burger was served with a nice garden salad which I am sure they put there to make you feel like you have eaten something that is good for you before you dig in to this monster burger.

I am by no means a small man and I had to compress the burger with both hands just to get a bite. After the first bite I was immediately sent to "my happy place" I could have been on fire and I would have kept eating this burger. The burger was so good in fact that I actually ate it as if someone was going to take it away from me. I was hunched over this masterpiece with my elbows out and up in full defense of anyone who might get to close and threaten the burger and mines existence. The only part I did not enjoy about the experience is when the burger was gone. This, is what sky diving must feel like.

This burger easily fits in to what I like to call the "2 napkin rule" If you need to only use 1, the burger was not worth your time. I had to resist the urge to lick the plate. My friend that was with me at the time was still eating his burger and I honestly debated over powering him and eating the rest of his.

Monki, I will be back. I don't know when but one day. I will jump from that plane and dive face first in to the piece of heaven you have served to so many. Thank you!

Monday, 20 May 2013

In the beginning

I feel I should start everything I write here off with a brief reason as to why I started this "Burger Blog"

Last year I was coming back from a trip out to Salmo BC at an event called Shambhala. It is a wonderful outdoor music festival that really does have some of that old school raver/hippy feel. It is an amazing place and I think if you have the chance to try it out at least once that you should.

I was on my way back from Salmo with my friend Phil, we had stopped at Frank Slide to take some photos of a rock slide that had happened years ago. We had both decided that we where hungry and that stopping some place to eat was a good idea. We ended up in this sports pub and sadly I have forgotten its name. We ended up ordering and I got there "House Buger" off the menu. It was a very large portion size and I let it sit for a moment as I worked on my french fries, which where, by the way, pretty damn amazing. Then I finally picked up the burger and took a bite. It was like someone had Tailor made this burger for me. It had everything I wanted. I could barely finish the darn thing. I actually have no recollection of what was actually on the burger but I know it was amazing. It actually sits in my mind, almost as if I had dreamed the whole experience. This burger truly was, my naked girl in a clam shell.

Now several month went on. I went about  my life, working, playing and just trying to continue on. However, this want started growing in the back of my mind. I wanted, no I needed, to find the most amazing burger of all time.

I have been on the search for about a year now and I have found some that have come close but never topped my Frank Slide Burger. I have spoken to a few people about my mission and they told me I should start a blog. In hope of perhaps meeting other burger lovers or that maybe one day, someone might read this and make their way to the best damn burger they've ever had.

This blog shall be a reflection of my journey, of my trials and of my heartbreak.

I'll share everything I can with you.

I should also note that when I started this adventure I also started a fairly heavy weight loss plan. To date I am down over 100lbs and I keep going down. I have to earn my burger every week. This makes the burger even better to me as each week I get to experience something new as I better myself.

I promise I will do my best to write this as often as I eat and I will do my best to make sure the blog is somewhat readable. I am not an English major so expect spelling mistakes and grammatical errors. I only know what to fix that the red line tells me is wrong.