A happy ending to a rough afternoon…

For most of us, Memorial Day marks the unofficial beginning of summer. Pools across the land open and kids are chomping at the bit to get their little bodies in the water. Never mind the frigid temperatures – all that matters is that the pool is open. Everyone is best friends and is loving life. Visions of hot dogs and hamburgers, popsicles and ice cream dance in their heads. For a little 7 year-old, opening day at the pool is a magical day. Filled with the promise of summer – relaxed days, doing arts and crafts, swimming, riding bikes, lemonade stands…

izzie thumbs

That is, until, said 7 year old slips jumping into the pool and cuts herself badly enough that it all comes crashing down. The BEST. DAY. EVER. quickly becomes the most horrible day, disappointment, anger, embarrassment and devastation flood the system and is released through sobs and tears.

Poor Iz. Off to the ER we went, hoping that she didn’t need stitches. She was so patient and brave, the promise of ice cream keeping her spirits up throughout our whole visit. She was examined by several teams who finally determined that she did not need stitches and that it would heal on it’s own. By that time, seven hours had passed since the incident and we were all famished. Ice cream was assumed, but, being good parents, we knew we needed to first start with some substance. Iz suggested burgers – that counts as substance, right? Thank goodness for Yelp! I did a quick area search and, to my great delight, found this place called Bobby’s Burger Palace within a mile!

What I didn’t know, is that this wonderful place belongs to the one and only Bobby Flay. The interior is cool, you can sit at a communal table, or at the counter, where you can watch the open kitchen (I love an open kitchen). Iz chose the counter. However, we were not going for the ambiance. We were going for a burger. Now, truth be told, I’m more of a Michael Chiarello kinda gal, but, Bobby may have won me over. With this:

burger up close

I introduce to you, the ‘Bobby Blue Burger.’ Good Lord, this was good. Bleu cheese, bacon, and a bleu cheese sauce (which is what took it over the top). The hubs got the Santa Fe burger, which I’ll have to describe because he ate it so fast, I didn’t get a chance to photograph it. The Santa Fe Burger comes with queso sauce, pickled jalapenos and blue corn chips. That’s right, blue corn chips, ON the burger. One has the option of ‘crunchifing’ their burger. This is where they place a heaping pile of potato chips on top of the burger, for a little extra crunch. Genius, right? Why isn’t my Bobby Blue crunchified, you ask? Because I got overexcited about ordering this:

sp fries

That’s why. These are sweet potato fries. And they are freaking delicious. The dipping sauce is a honey mustard horseradish sauce. SO GOOD! Also not pictured, because we ate them too fast: onion rings. Really yummy onion rings. Which I dipped in Chipotle Ketchup. Iz chose standard ketchup and the hubs chose the jalapeno sauce, which made his eyeballs bulge out of his head (that’s a good thing, apparently).

Iz got her ice cream in the form of a milkshake, which was lovely. Another selling point, they sell beer. After the day we had, a beer was in order. As was fried food. All was right in the world.

Hope everyone had a great holiday!

Lots of love, Carrie

 

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  1. Geneviève says:

    Hi Carrie! We love Bobby’s Burger Palace too, especially all the dipping sauces! Hope Izzie is feeling better by now!

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