Smashburger, are you kidding me?

Dude. Seriously.

So I've been hearing a lot of buzz about Smashburger. Since I don't eat red meat, I wasn't exactly seduced by the hype. Then a promotional mailer came announcing my new Sugarhouse location...and I noticed smashchicken on the menu. Alright, fine. I'm game.

It changed my life. I kid you not. It's tender. It's juicy. It's perfectly seasoned. The melted cheese runneth over. The smashfries are by far the best fries I've had in years. Thin, crispy, seasoned with rosemary and other assorted sprinklings. Oh my.

Though I cannot personally attest to the deliciousness of the beefy smashburgers, my dinner companion assures me they're divine. My word, not his. His words were more along the lines of, "Ooooommmm mmmm gggurrrgh mmmm gaaaahhh mmmm..." or something like that. More or less.

Dad, cool it with the twitter updates.

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