Sometimes life hands us a gift. That was the case on this fateful June day.
Soon after Grace and I had flown back home(ish) for a weekend in the woods with her family, we met up with her sister and brother-in-law. A few hours of playing catch up and warning me of things I should (and shouldn’t) say to Grace’s pa during our extended stay away from civilization made us all pretty hungry.
We meandered out toward the mall area in search of food. They listed off numerous restaurants that we could try and although they all sounded good nothing really tripped my trigger until Grace’s brother-in-law, Chad, uttered these six beautiful words: “oh…and there’s a Five Guys.”
…and so we headed to Five Guys.
What: Bacon Cheeseburger
When: June 12, 2010
Where: Five Guys (Maple Grove, MN)
How (was it): As one might expect, Five Guys rocked my face clean off. For anyone who has never been—I’m not going to beat around the bush here—your life is a sham. These cats know their way around a burger.
First and foremost, a regular burger is two patties. If you wanna rock the solo patty you’ve gotta order the little burgers. It’s like they’re subjecting you to public humiliation if you’re out to skimp on a few calories. It’s genius.
Secondly, they let you load that burger up with just about anything you can handle. Raw onions? Check. Jalapeños? Check. A1 Steaksauce? Check. Green Peppers? Check. I think you get the idea.
I rocked mine with ketchup, mustard, mayo, pickles, relish, onions, tomatoes and lettuce. The burger was like three feet tall when all was said and done. Most importantly it was abso-f’n-lutely awesome.
Now if the fine folks at Five Guys would just get around to opening up a franchise in or around Cambridge, well that’d be darn swell of ‘em…