Well. Now I’ve done it. I made a burger that necessitates the use of cutlery. Shoot, I don’t even know what compelled me to do it. I had a nice platter of french toast sitting there, and I said to myself… give me eight minutes and a slice of swiss, and I’ll turn that sucker into a burger.

Done.

It could only get more french by stuffing a ground horse up in there.

I probably won’t do this one again, but I know what I will do. Forget beef. Make that a sausage patty, and you’ve got some victory right there. Do it.

Tags: Burgers

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