I am not in a chatty mood.
But we have burgers to talk about. The trouble with blithely bouncing burger banter about is that I then have to belly up to my bluster!
Which is an (overly) cute way to say. I promised a week of burgers and I shall deliver. Now I didn't say what kind of "burgers", did I?
Because the truth is as big a carnivore as I am (and I am), I could not face red-meat two days in a row.
Besides what if my burger obsession causes me to lose the veg-heads out there. My guess is that a buffalo burger does not rate super high on their thrill meters.
Sup! needs every reader he can get. So court the veg-heads I must. To do this I am pulling out the big guns. I am bringing out the meatiest veg I know. The portobello mushroom.






