I had the honor of hosting my dear friend Toby’s birthday dinner party and I asked him what he would like me to cook, as it was his birthday. French cuisine perhaps? some crème brûlée for desert? Maybe some classic Canadian cuisine? or even some authentic Chinese food? Well, no, no to all of that instead to put it in Toby’s words: “Burgers and fries, dude”
Well I couldn’t really complain, me cooking everyone dinner counted as my gift to him which was a relief. Toby is the easiest yet hardest person to buy a gift for. The only thing he likes, loves, cares about, is music. He collects vinyl so you’d think buying him a gift would be easy, nope, because not only is he a massive music snob but he also seems to own every record known to man.
Last year I got him an original pressing of a Neil Young record, to which he replied “Thanks, Sean, I already have three of these but four can’t hurt” so I was happy to cook a few burgers if it made him happy.
Whenever I make burgers I always make them from scratch. I hand mold grounded beef into patties with tiny slices of jalapeno peppers, and onions mixed into the meat to give them that extra kick and flavor. Another tip is seasoning the fries so they are not boring and using real mature cheese and melting it on the beef while its frying on the pan.
It was a fun night filled with great food and even better friends and I’m glad to say I can’t remember much of. I do remember that Toby received a signed Beatles record which he greeted with apathy, we have decided that he has no heart.