A picky eater with lots of allergies reviews the Shady Glen Burger
The Hamburger
1950’s Burger
As always, I ordered a hamburger. Without the winged cheese, without anything to dress it up other than ketchup. As always, I ordered it medium well, and this had to be the most medium well burger I’ve ever had. Very thin and very dry. LIke a hockey puck settled in a bun decorated with a spray of flour. I was so thankful to have a cold, thick, chocolate shake to wash it down with. I totally paid for that shake later, but it was so worth it! My fries were cold and needed ketchup, but after watching Stephanie create her french fry potion, I guess I forgot about dipping my own.
Almost at the Retirement Home
But back to my burger. I have given it some thought, and I think the best way to describe it is if you imagine a neighborhood barbeque where the men are standing around the grill serving up about fifty burgers at a time. With so many mouths to feed, the burgers are pressed flat to speed up the grilling time. Every burger is overdone, but no one cares because they’re just happy to be together. Like it’s the 1950’s and kids are playing ball in the street while the moms gossip about the neighbor that didn’t attend. And the old folks sit in fabric strapped lawn chairs silently taking it all in because they know that the next burger they will probably have will be at the retirement home, but it will taste exactly the same.
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