In case you didn't know, Alexa and I are burger experts. Here's why. On our honeymoon 5 1/2 years ago, what did we order for room service, first at the Park Ridge Marriott, then the next day at The Library Hotel? That's right, burgers. What was our joint of choice in one of our recent wedding anniversaries? Exactomundo, White Manna in Hackensack, home of the best little burgers. White Castle has nothing on them. What did Alexa want after giving birth to our first born, Gideon? You got it, a burger. And, we celebrate the almighty burger during our road trips. We even have introduced our boy to the wonders of the Five Guys burgers. Lucia is just venturing into squash and rice cereal, so she's yet to understand the love the Soto's have for the burger.
Now that I've established our burger expertise, let me tell you about Bobby's Burger Palace in Paramus. Alexa and I try to have date nights, but today we had a date dinner during her 4:30 pm dinner break from work. We headed to Bobby's despite the fact that we knew today was the grand opening. We knew it would be busy. When we got there, there was a bit of a wait, but not too bad. Only about 10 minutes. Good thing we arrived there at about 4:35pm, for as soon as 5pm approached, the line snaked outside the door of the restaurant.
I ordered a burger with potato (or potatoe for all you Dan Quayle fans) chips in it. I guess I can tell you the name, but perhaps I shouldn't. I noticed a little TM symbol after the name of the burger, which means it's trademarked. I wouldn't want to misname the burger.
Anyway, once we got to our seats, Alexa and I smiled and giggled like little kids waiting to open up their Christmas gifts. We couldn't wait. Alexa then told me that the burger will most likely be closer to medium rare, which I could do if it was a piece of steak, but a burger? I usually eat my burgers medium well to well done. I didn't care. I was too excited and I didn't think that a celebrity chef would make a bad tasting burger. Therefore, in my head, I convinced myself that medium rare is just another way of saying almost non-existent.
A few moments later, the tall burger arrives. I had already peeked at the burgers of those around us and noted its height, but as it drew nearer to me via the hand of the unnamed person holding the tray, I realized its true height. As always, we said grace, then we dug right in.
It didn't disappoint. Alexa and I stare at each other still with bits of burger in our mouths, and there, we realized that this was one of the best, if not the best burgers, we have ever tasted.
There you have it. That was our early dinner date today - exactly 9 years after meeting each other for the first time. Time flies by so fast when you're having fun, and the burger has been a continuous point of joy in our relationship.