by George Collins » Tue Nov 26, 2013 12:20 pm
We invited another family over to enjoy our first meal of Youngblood's beef. For that reason, I thawed three pounds of hamburger. Knowing that my grill will only accommodate two pounds of burgers, I decided to try a few on the griddle and compare grilled v. griddled head up. The meat thermometer is on the blink so I had to use my eye (always a risky prospect) to determine when done. The ones on the grill went for 5 minutes each side. The ones on the griddle for 5 minutes then 4 minutes respectively. Each burger was wrapped in foil and rested for five minutes while we poured the beer and slathered mayonnaise on toasted buns.
For that first burger I chose one from the griddle. Apprehensively but anxiously I took that first bite.
At this point, allow me to digress a bit. After eatin the real stuff, a bite into a hamburger made from grocery store beef will often times literally make me gag. The only hamburgers I can now eat have to come from higher end burger joints and steak houses and the exceedingly rare truck stop that seeks to distinguish itself based on its burgers. Because of this, I can't remember the last hamburger I've had. It may have been when we grilled the last packs of last year's beef back in July. That means that perhaps as many as five months have gone by without me eating any homegrown beef and perhaps that long since I've eaten a hamburger of any quality.
Words are failing me for that first bite. Delicious. Heavenly. Juices running into my beard and me not caring. Hurrying to eat it so I could get back for seconds before my own kids and company. Forgetting to drink beer because I didn't want to spend the time it would take to do so apart from my burger.
And you know, after having eating two and licking the plates of my kids and company clean, I think that the griddle did a better job.
Can you have griddled hamburgers for breakfast?
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