I hate being the only cook in the crypt. So, I took the night off and grabbed a greasy (in a good way) cheeseburger at one of my favorite lube joints and enjoyed a well deserved case of severe heartburn (that's the best way to tell if a burger is great) at Meister's Bar and Grill in Stillwater, Minnesota, an iconic family-run neighborhood bar where everybody knows your name by the size of your butt-crack on the bar stools. If only those red shag carpeted walls could talk.
These burgers aren't for the heart-healthy, fat-free crowd that runs and confesses to their cardiologist like a priest in a confessional booth every time some fat goes near their skinny lips. Nor, are they for the gourmet bunch that loves to squander forty dollars on a Kobe beef burger because they can trace the beast's linage back to ancient Japan.
Meister's Bar and Grill makes good old fashioned cheese burgers fried on top of a nickel grill and topped with a tasty and salty slice of good old american cheese, the only kind that should ever adorn a classic burger. It's served on a fresh soft bun that soaks up all of the yummy drippings before its runs down your chin. And yes, I did spend a sleepless night sitting upright in bed fighting acid reflux and to all you cardiologists out there, I'd do it again in a heartbeat.
Lets Do Lunch,