Sunday, October 16, 2011
Little tarragon burgers
Last night Brendon and I made some yummy mini-burgs with an aaaaamazing sauce. Brendon picked out the recipe and he picked well. The burgers were more like meat balls; they had an egg, bread crumbs, onions, garlic, and of course tarragon in them. The recipe said to serve them on english muffins and at first I was like whaaa? but it was awesome. And that sauce was the bomb. It had TWO sticks of butter in it, so obviously it was destined to be delish. I poured it all over my spinach as well. This was my first time cooking with tarragon and I have to say I'm a fan. Yay for herbs!
Brendon is a burger connoisseur. To say that he likes them would be a grotesque understatement. Burgers are hands down his favorite food and probably one of his favorite things in general, ever. He could eat burgers every day. Probably for every meal. His groom's cake was a burger. It's a lifestyle. For a long time (years y'all) I wouldn't eat them, or ground beef in general. Can you imagine Brendon's disappointment? How did he even consider me as dating material? But, to his relief, a year or so ago my taste buds changed their minds about burgers and I've been a fan ever since. The first time I said to Brendon, "I think I want a burger", he very seriously told me that he loved me more than moment than ever and then proposed marriage. I kid, I kid. But really, it was something along those lines. He takes burgers seriously.
This is a photo of me eating my first burger in like 5 years at the Whataburger in Denton on Fort Worth Dr. Early spring 2010. You know we keep it classy and of course we had to document this momentous occasion. Memories y'all.