You’d think that given how much I love to cook that I would have made my own burgers by now, but sadly that is not the case.
This Father’s Day I got a nifty little device from Williams-Sonoma that made it easy to stuff your homemade burger with cheese, a not so subtle hint from the wife.
Not that I really needed it. It worked ok, at least for the first patty. The second two got stuck and I basically ended up moulding them myself anyway. I also went a little overboard and ended up with half pound patties stuffed with cheddar. Did I say overboard? Nah, that was just about perfect.
I made sure to get my local butcher to grind up some chuck special for the occasion; so the patties were full of fat to keep them moist. A few seasonings before hand and a tiny bit of breadcrumbs to keep it all together and I was in business.
Of course all that fat had my BBQ basically on fire for 10 minutes, but the constant flareups gave a nice crust to each burger that burst with juices when bitten through.
If there is one downside to this it’s that I don’t know if I can ever go back to store bought burgers. Homemade is so infinitely better with fairly little effort to get there.
Steve, I apologize for once being outraged when you basically told me just that.