March 23rd, 2011

Burger-Inspired Poetry

And now, for your daily exposure to literary greatness –

My Love For Steakburgers Knows No Bounds…

Burger, burger on the wall

So sorry the poodle caught my fall.

It’s just too bad I was running late

Cuz then you might still be on my plate.

I’ll scrape you off – good as new

And wash you down with a Mountain Dew.

 


July 27th, 2010

Burger Bonanza

Now THAT’S a well-used grill!

We often have impromptu get-togethers in our backyard with the neighbors. So. . . we’ve got to keep lots of good food on hand. You know, just in case.

There are always steakburgers in our fridge or freezer and this weekend we just happened to have a bunch on the grill when our neighbors stopped by for a swim and a burger. What fun!

This is my beautiful friend’s “halfburger.” I’m trying to get her to patent the name, but she just thinks I’m crazy. She is very dainty and lovely and half a burger is all she needs.

Me? Well, let’s just say I can easily handle an entire burger.

We just love summer at our house and when you’re prepared, fun can happen at any time!


July 16th, 2010

More Beefy, Beachy Goodness

When you’re at the beach you don’t realize you’re hungry until you’ve stripped off your wet, sandy bathing suit, taken a shower and then sat down.

And then by that time, it’s too late . . . you’re RAVENOUS.

For us, the grumpies start to appear and nobody’s happy until they’ve eaten.

That’s why we like to cook in our little condo. I usually leave the beach early to get the meal rolling and then head off the “grumpies” before they appear.

See how that works?

This gorgeous photo is a steakburger meal we prepared one night. But it’s not just ANY steakburger. It’s got Vidalia (sweet) onions in the beef. And boy do they flavor that beef!

Some of us like to make them into cheese steakburgers (like the one above), but that night I preferred to make mine an onion steakburger with no bun marinaded in Teriyaki sauce. I’m crazy about the stuff. Those yummy onions mixed with the marinade brought out the amazing flavor of the burger. I just plain didn’t need a bun.

Everybody was happy because they got to make theirs however they wanted it.

And those grumpies I mentioned? They stayed far away that night. Well played, if I do say so myself.


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