My Darling One: Three years

Three years ago today, my Dearest one died.



I'll always miss him, some days more intensely than others. There are always things that bring my mind to him: Jaws, the Spamalot soundtrack, pennies found on the ground.

It's never easy...but it gets easier...sort of.

Michael and I were very different people in many respects--most of the music I listened to was noise to him, he could easily sleep until noon or 1pm and I feel weird if I'm in bed later than 9...am, and he relaxed by way of LOUD shooty computer games, I prefered quiet, comfy couches and a book, DVD or CD.

One of our wider gulfs was food. He was very specific about what he ate: beef, chicken, pork, cheese, sometimes eggs; potatoes, rice, noodles, bread; peas, carrots, corn, mushrooms, onions; ice cream, grapes, chocolate, cake, pie; most herbs and spices.

Seriously. I think that was it.

In quantity.

My list is several orders of magnitude larger than that...but not necessarily in the same quanitities.

When I thought about today's post, my month's theme of Canadian food, and Michael...one thing came to mind. Banquet burgers.

I'm almost positive every roadhouse, regardless of country, has a burger like this.

It has everything and thensome. It's more than a two-hander--I say half is a two-hander...yup, it's a knife and fork jobby.

Like any burger, there are no hard and fast rules as to how to dress a banquet burger. Pretty much anything goes--any sort of cheese, any sort of bacon, tomatoes, onions, grilled onions, fried mushrooms, any sort of sauce, guacamole, peppers, hot peppers, pickles, olives.

And the burger pictured? Lettuce, cheddar, bacon, fried mushrooms, onions, barbecue sauce and a pickle on the side.

Michael would approve...except for the lettuce.

jasmine


I'm a quill for hire!