“It’s almost midnight and you haven’t done your post for tomorrow!” Andy is anxious because I’m running behind. I had to remind him that dialysis ended at 14:15 today because our schedules were all clumped into Monday in advance of the blizzard. After a late lunch, I conked out and slept till 21:08 or so. Things are a bit thin for tomorrow, Tuesday, I agree, but I seriously considered skipping a blog day. Incidentally, the latest prediction is that the area an hour drive north of here and Western South Dakota will get buried in drifting snow and where I live (maybe, if I read it correctly) may miss the worst of it.
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I got out of dialysis so late in my day I decided to treat myself to a sit-down restaurant meal, something I almost stopped doing because of COVID-19. I had a semi-fancy hamburger and fries and a draft Blue Moon, much tastier than what I had in mind for lunch at home!
The hamburger was a Swiss cheese/American cheese hamburger with two crunchy slices of smoked bacon. It came with shredded lettuce, tomato slices, and dill pickle chips. I chose the brioche bun from the three choices that included pretzel and Kaiser buns. I kept it simple: a bit of catsup on the hamburger and fries and I ate the “fixings” separately as an undressed salad. All of those extras, while tasty on a burger, make eating problematic and needlessly messy in my mind!
The hamburger was the juiciest, beefiest, most perfectly seasoned hamburger I’ve had in a long time. This was no fast food hocky puck with too much salt and a soggy bun! I don’t quite “get” the point of the American cheese on this particular variation, but it actually blended inobtrusively with the Swiss cheese. The draft Blue Moon worked well with this perfect hamburger though had I guessed what a great burger I was about to be served, I would have looked a bit closer at the red wine selection instead of the beers.
The fries…! Chunky spears with crisp exteriors and interiors of perfectly cooked and potato-y goodness! I nearly prayed to the potato gods asking forgiveness for polluting these fries with a little catsup, they were so tasty in those sections without this condiment!
I paid my bill and added a 25% tip. I know most people who read this blog outside of the USA will question that gratuity and the size of it, but there comes a time when a restaurant meal is so well prepared and served – did I mention the exceptional service by the wait staff?! – that a sizable tip seems reasonable. I respond well to excellence no matter how it is manifested. I guess it’s a carryover from my days as a quality assurance guy.