I do love me a good burger – there’s something almost primal in their greasy, juicy messiness. When they’re really good, you pick them up and can’t put them back down until you’re done. It’s an art getting bites of burger, bites of toppings, and getting the occasional french fry into your mouth.

And napkins. Lots and lots of napkins. And even then, I feel like I should be hosed down afterwards. A great burger makes a great mess.

The above burger was a definite mess-maker. It had mayonnaise, mustard, ketchup, pickles, onions, lettuce, bacon, and melted boursin cheese along with a good-sized patty between the halves of a whole-wheat bun. I had an avocado that I planned to put on there, as well, but… reality struck.

Even without the avocado it was gastronomic heaven.

Welcome Summer! More to come!