Considering it’s December and people are in the thick of preparing for the Holidays, I am currently suffering from a serious bout of depression – one that probably stems in part from the fact that I’m physically worn out and it isn’t helping that coals are being heaped on my head because my younger cousin recently got hitched and I’m still single. Times like these, as wrong as it sounds, I eschew the alcohol and scrap any plans for “retail therapy”. Instead, I start craving for burgers and fries.
Times like these, however, anything from the ‘Bee or Mickey D’s just won’t cut it. I need something substantial, flavorful, something I can really sink my teeth into. In which case, I had to hightail it over to Burger King – not for a standard-issue Whopper, but for a Steakhouse Burger.
Made with Angus beef, the patty used for this particular edible monster is a touch drier than most commercial beef patties but nevertheless retains a hearty flavor and is most satisfying. Crunch is added by way of romaine lettuce, a slice of beefsteak tomato, and plenty of sweet, crunchy, deep-fried onions. The sandwich is finished off with dollops of steak sauce and mayo plus a slice of American cheese. (No ketchup and no mustard – you want it that way.)
Heftier (and slightly pricier) than other fast-food sarnies, this little monster is guaranteed to stave off even the most deep-seated beef cravings (barring those for steak, naturally). Of course, I don’t recommend grabbing one on a daily basis – depression notwithstanding – but it works as an occasional pick-me-up.
And, one other thing:
Don’t order plain fries or onion rings with the Steakhouse Burger. You order the crisscut fries – and get a large box of ’em while you’re at it.