Filed under: Food Made by Other Food Folks | Tags: burgers, fried eggs, Red Robin
I have started a new hobby when I approach an unfamiliar menu. My plan is to find the weirdest thing on the menu and order. This has only backfired once so far with a bad choice of fish, but that’s another story. This particular story here has a happy ending.
A girl. A burger. A fried egg.
I had only been to Red Robin once many moons ago, and on that trip I was not impressed. I thought the burger I had that day was too “pre-made.” I mean, if I want a terrible burger, there are plenty of places around for those. At a sit-down restaurant, I want fresh. What I ate on my first trip-gross. I could have done better at home.
So when my family belted out (over and over) the Red Robin theme-“Red Robin! Yummm!”-I was expecting plain burger town. As I looked over the menu looking for the weirdest thing to eat, I almost missed the burger I was destined to enjoy. Hidden between the normal guac burger and the plain-Jane BBQ burger was my burger du jour. The Royal Red.
I found out it was not a burger to be taken lightly. It is a monster of beef, tomato, lettuce, bacon, and (gasp!) a fried egg. Intimidating for sure, but it is pure adventure between a bun. And yes, I do think this way.
The egg has found its place on the burger. It’s not as gross as it sounds. I mean, we eat eggs with sausage, bacon, in quiches. It makes sense now that I’ve had one. An egg on a burger!
The only problem I had with the situation was the cheese was a little overpowering, but the bacon, lettuce, and tomato were on the spot.
Alas, I couldn’t finish the whole thing, and it isn’t very portable so no doggy bag. My weirdest-menu-item gamble paid off at Red Robin, and you can bet I’ll be making my own egg burger at home soon. Stay tuned for that.
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