The Burger Stand in Lawrence, KS is to burgers what Elvis is (not was) to rhinestone jumpsuits. That’s right. Elvis is not dead. Moving on now…
I hadn’t been there before, but JD had. He warned me about the size of their burgers beforehand, probably in an effort to keep me from doing what I always do – order BIG and then make him eat what I can’t finish. I had other ideas though. It was going on 7PM and I was starving. I threw caution and his warning to the wind and ordered a Smoky Burger and Truffle Fries.
Sweet heavenly love.
I am not going to pretend I even know what a truffle is. I’m a simple woman who believes fried foods are as American as gallbladder surgery. I love taking perfectly decent things and dunking them in bubbling oil until there is no trace of anything healthy left. But after having these, I’ve decided to put truffle sprinkles all over everything from now on until infinity.
JD wasn’t kidding about how big their burgers are. My smoky burger was roughly the size of the Grinch’s heart after he stole Christmas, but before he took all those who-whatzits back to Whoville. It was dressed with applewood smoked bacon, smoked gouda cheese and chipotle-cocoa ketchup.
It was prepared “medium”, which I’m so not used to. I’m a “well-done” girl. In fact, I’m a “burn it until it’s charred” girl.
In fairness, they asked me whether I wanted it medium and I said yes. But only because I wanted JD to think I was a cool girl who is completely fine with eating like fancy grown-up people do. It was a great burger and I ate a little more than half of it before handing it over to the tall man to finish.
I would have preferred to have had it burned beyond all recognition, and next time I’ll stand up for my right to burnt meat and order it that way.
JD ordered the Black & Blue burger, so named because of the bleu cheese. It had Granny Smith apply chutney on it, which sounds weird, but was apparently delicious given how quickly it disappeared from his plate.
We loved The Burger Stand, and (update), now that I am Mom to a Jayhawk, we go there as often as we can. Did we love it? We did. Do we recommend it? Wholeheartedly.
Next time you’re in Jayhawk country, stop in The Burger Stand. I would suggest you tell them “Sher sent me” but they have no idea who I am.