If you were stranded on a desert island and could only have five foods, what would they be? That’s a question I’d have to think long and hard about, but without a doubt, the humble burger would make the cut. I was horrified by Fast Food Nation’s revelations about the American meat processing industry, the thought of mad cow disease and E. coli gives me the willies, and for general health reasons I don’t make burgers a frequent part of my diet, but it would take a minor miracle for me to give them up for the rest of my life. They’re too good.
As a Westchester resident and burger lover, I’m embarrassed to admit I’ve yet to eat at the consensus best burger joints in the area: Piper’s Kilt, Blazer Pub and AJ’s. Lame! I suppose that makes me less a burger lover, and more a burger poser. I’m like one of those annoying people who says he’s a huge fan of a sports team, but can’t name a single player on the team except for a guy who was traded three years ago. This situation must be rectified.
Not sure how it’s happened, but somehow I’ve eaten at Rare Bar & Grill in Manhattan’s Murray Hill four times in the past year. In my burger poser opinion, their burgers are top notch: enormous, beefy, juicy, nicely charred, and piled high with quality toppings. It’s a vertical burger that you have to squeeze down on with both hands to fit it into your mouth.
Moki and I met at Rare last night for beer (Boddingtons) and burgers; my M&M burger with caramelized shallots, cheddar cheese and meaty apple smoked bacon was a model of messy deliciousness (as evidenced by the juice dripping down my arm and ketchup on the front of my shirt).
The awesome burger would have been enough, but the massive Gus’s pickle was also one of the best pickles I’ve ever had. I’m not sure we needed two orders of shoestring sweet potato fries though:
Think we should have gotten one and shared?
I don’t know where Rare’s burgers rate on the grand scale of great burgers, but I love ‘em and would definitely take them with me to a desert island. In the immortal words of LeVar Burton, “But you don’t have to take my word for it.” I am a burger poser, after all.
Rare Bar & Grill
303 Lexington Ave. @ 37th St.
New York, NY 10016
212-481-1999 ext. 9