John
January 22, 2011
Jessica French recently shot me an e-mail containing an invite to come and try their new Amtrak Double Decker Cheeseburger. This excited me, of course, because Sidetrack has easily the best burger in the area. They meet all the criteria needed to produce a delicious burger: fresh, quality beef, a large selection of toppings, and an almost ancient grill top. If that doesn’t get you excited, the fact that the burger made an appearance on Oprah should. If you’re not an Oprah fan, it was also featured in GQ as one of the 20 hamburgers you must try before you die. Still not excited? Something must be wrong with you.
Instead of creating some enormous monstrosity, Sidetrack simply replaced Jesse’s Burger, an 8 oz. version of their standard 4 oz. burger, with the Amtrack Double Decker Burger. The Amtrak Burger consists of two 4 oz. patties, so the size of Jesse’s Burger is maintained. Don’t get me wrong, this burger is huge. It may not be eating challenge material, but you’ll definitely be full after eating it. In my case, this burger and a side of sweet potato fries is almost the perfect sized meal. Especially with a Darkhorse Raspberry Ale or a Huma-Lupa-Licious to wash it down. Most do not possess similar obese eating abilities, but honestly, I would recommend ordering this over the regular burger.
Even if the thought of a half pound burger doesn’t get you going, the amount of toppings, which are also doubled, should. I topped my Amtrak Burger with goat cheese and caramelized onions, which are my sidekicks on every Sidetrack burger I order. I should mention that I got it medium rare but there really shouldn’t be any other way to cook a burger. That’s a dig at you, well done burger eaters. You should be ashamed of yourselves.
Kudos to Sidetrack for making their already amazing burger even better. I’m always impressed that my favorites remain on the menu but new items appear regularly. Now if I could get the spinach, artichoke and crab dip back on the menu I just might be in food heaven.
John
January 21, 2011
Blacked out Sarah and I were up to our usual shenanigans last night and decided normal sized food just wouldn’t cut it. Plus, food options are a bit limited at 2:30 AM. We came to the conclusion that BTB would be the only acceptable place to fulfill our craving for super sized, or just plain not normal sized food craving. When I say our, I really mean just me. She got vegetarian nachos and probably felt like she was going to throw up after eating them. Don’t ask.
I previously wrote about Big Ten Burrito a long time ago. I should point out that legally I have to call it BTB now due to legal ramifications. The giant burrito, which goes for an incredibly reasonable price of $9.50, lives up to its name. The thing is huge. It’s like the Manute Bol of burritos. What’s more impressive is that it’s built with structural integrity. Usually you can eat the whole thing without it falling apart, which earns that “more impressive” tag because it’s built with multiple tortillas. This one in particular was built with much care, but unfortunately I did not eat it with that same care. My apologies to the burrito engineer, but G and Ts will do that to you.
Check this monster out.. My apologies for the Brett Favre dick pic style shot. Seriously, that picture is phallic.
John
January 18, 2011
Dibella’s is a sandwich shop that has a few locations around the New York area, but the owner decided to build one in Ann Arbor. It also just happens to sit about 2 minutes from where I work. Every now and then I feel like completely sabotaging any chance of me getting any work done at all and order a Godfather sandwich from them. What is the Godfather, you ask?
Say hello to Genoa Salami, Capicola, Spicy Ham, Swiss and Provolone cheese, mayo, oil, and hot peppers. This translates to a beautiful 1600 calories, and 85 grams of fat. It also translates to one of the better sandwiches ever. Keep in mind you’re looking at one half of the actual sandwich.
Also, say hello to a man sandwich. This isn’t some Subway bullshit toasted five dollar foot long, this is a sandwich. It’s not a Manwich, either. That’s sloppy Joe’s. Come on.
