Because Mushrooms Are Proof

While I’ve been shuffling things from one domain over to another, and generally fiddling with things that make other things work but that no one actually sees, I’ve also been secretly out eating.  I just haven’t told you.  It’s been all techie stuff and no blogging lately, but I’m nearly straight again.  There’s been a cacophony of eating exploits that have been underway while I’ve been MIA.  Here’s a couple.

Burgers.  You just knew that there’d have been a couple going on all this while.  One was at Blue Moon Burgers with Neil.  Why?

1. I’ve never had a Blue Moon Burger.

2. Neil works next door to Blue Moon Burger.

3. Neil is my printer.  And a darn fine printer he is too.

4. I had to give Neil a check.  (Which he still hasn’t cashed yet.  Hint, hint, Neil.)

5. Neil had to give me The Monster, Mk II.  It’s my best-selling print.  This one was huge:  34″ x 22.5″.  It’s headed for Washington D.C.

6. We hadn’t seen each other for ages.  It was time.

Mammoth Hot Springs, Yellowstone National Park by Carrie Brown.

Somehow eating a burger while swapping things we owed one another seemed like a remarkably good idea.  Later, however, we wished we’d gone somewhere other than Blue Moon. 

Neil Enns eating at Blue Moon Burgers in Fremont.

Can you tell this is not Neil’s favorite burger ever?  Here is Neil’s review on Yelp.  The sign in the doorway proudly proclaimed, “Gluten-free Onion Rings!”  We wondered if this was a good thing.  Turns out it wasn’t.  They looked good.  They tasted…ummm…am I allowed to say…nasty?  I really did put my half-eaten ring delicately on my tray after taking the first bite.

Gluten-free onion rings at Blue Moon Burgers in Fremont.

I had a Lambgasm Burger.  I remember that it really was called that.  I don’t remember what was in it, nor does Blue Moon’s website have it listed.  The lamb was tasty, the bacon was undercooked and floppy, the bun was annoying.  I don’t think I’ve ever been annoyed by a bun before.  But the thing I remember {very vividly} about my burger was the grease.  Heavens to Betsy, this was the greasiest burger I have ever eaten in my life.  Within 3 seconds of picking it up, I was swimming.  Sadly, not a pleasant situation.

The Lambgasm Burger at Blue Moon Burgers in Fremont.

The other burger was at McDonald’s with Charlie.  Why?

1. McDonald’s is what Charlie & I {usually} do.

2. Charlie & McDonald’s have between them got me off many a ledge.

3. Charlie picked up my new couch in his truck and ferried it to my house for me.  The least I could do was buy the man lunch.

4. Charlie hadn’t eaten breakfast, and it was 1 o’clock.

5. Does there really need to be a reason to go to McDonald’s?

Charlie has whatever burger Charlie normally has plus large fries and a large iced tea.  He’s from the South, you know.  That boy can drink iced tea like no-one I know.

I had an Angus Third Pounder Mushroom & Swiss Burger.  Because mushrooms are proof that God exists and swiss cheese makes everything better.  Sadly, you can’t see the mushrooms here, but they were there.  Plump, tasty mushrooms, quietly lying in wait, basking in sauce under the bun, ready to spring forth at the first bite.

Angus Mushroom Swiss Burger at McDonalds

We were lovin’ it.

I will undoubtedly eat more of these Mushroom & Swiss Burgers in my lifetime.  I doubt I will ever eat another Blue Moon Burger for the rest of my days.  I *think* that says it all.  Doesn’t it?
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*SANE™, inSANE, SANEity – terms used in Jonathan Bailor’s books, The Smarter Science of Slim (out of print) and The Calorie Myth.

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Rachel - I love that McDonald’s beat out Blue Moon! Also, beautiful, beautiful photograph!

carrie - It makes me giggle when people are so shocked I love McDonalds :-)

Neil Enns - That photo cracks me up :) And I deposited the cheque yesterday. My bad!

Neil

carrie - I love it! The photo and the check cashing :-)

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